The Shapes of Me
My life has many shapes
I can be such a... square
no need to be somewhere
no exciting story to share
off in space I simply stare
but..
at times
I do get out there
try to be a diamond if I dare
curse that wild hair!
To shine is rare
not fair
then..
my
life is much
like a circle that
goes round about
predictable no
doubt and
centered
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