Abstract
I am indefinite
I'm not a person, I'm not a place
I'm not a thing, not an event
I am a figure on a surface
I may not be what you see me
And I have a lot of faces
My value rises everyday
I am prized as I ages
So do not tell me I am nothing
For I could be everything
Do not judge me like a book
If you don't know how to look
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2022
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