The Art of Being

May 1, 2017
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I will not grow as a weed,
Unwanted and yet still there.
I will not grow as a blade of grass,
Usual and common.
I will not grow as another beautiful flower,
For I will not be picked for my beauty and left to wilt.
I will be wild a flower of my own,
Unique and colorful.
I will be wild and difficult to find,
Yet I will be one that is impossible to forget.

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