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Waiting to Be Seen

Become who you are without compromise

Photo by Harry Quan on Unsplash

How do you see me?
Without words to compromise,
hearing others lie.

Am I your sister?
Your Father, or loving friend.
Afraid to be seen.

When will you hold me?
Allowing your fear to die,
giving your love grace.




Come and share with us your inner song

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CMad Poet

CMad Poet

A blue collar prose poet, who hopes to describe some truth with encrypted lines for you to digest in fun bite sized stories.

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