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Black Gem (poem)

The black so black, the white so bright. Two thin eyes silently, solemnly staring. The scars deepen year after year, are bloodless  and painless. A long slit of hair forever escaping, enchanting, entrusting someday to live out the dark black of life. There in sight, a nose, cut with no hope for smell of sweet slim sides of flowers. It’s sad mouth licking, looking, but not finding a morsel to swallow.

Turned around to see it bright, beautiful white within. Something left long ago, but forgotten only to see an ugly, fearful face.

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