Translucent

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He was
translucent,
light
passing through,
yet, not totally invisible.
Seemingly,
no one could see
how bright – creative
he could be.
All alone,
charming.
In a crowd,
ignored.
He had accomplishments.
Within them,
held satisfaction.
A glow
about him,
with potential to inspire.
Passionate innovations,
sadly disregarded.
To some,
too eccentric,
weird.
Quirky habits
set him apart.
He was alone
with no one
to share high spirited,
vivacious ways.
He could be
frivolous,
silly.
So much more but,
he was not like them so,
he was ignored.





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