Beauty Undersold
I happen to know a flower undersold
Its radiance illuminates what little I hold
Guiding me but never holding me
Beauty undersold
Shading me from harmful reality
Delicate and pure
With shades of blue
Entrancing me towards future untold
A pillar undersold
A touch softer and fairer
Never could exist
Yet tip toed across my skin
Did it go
Gentler than reality
Never did I fail to feel reality
But always failing to see
In front of me
A reality undersold
Years go by
The rivers have gone
Suns have set
Lives have come
Lives have gone
Yet this flower blooms like the moon
In a night without stars
Guiding me, delicately, gently
Through a future untold
A flower forevermore
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