The Unselected Poem
I am the unselected verse
Alone on the paper
Originated from the deepest heartfelt thoughts
Of one shy person’s observations
I rest on the page
Unexplored
Undiscovered
I am the uncurled leaf
Waiting for its destiny of sunlight
Not selected
I will soon fade away
Like blurry clouds defining a forgettable Monday
But I will not be entirely forgotten
Someone wrote me
I had a reason
If not to join emptiness
Then perhaps to remind others
Life is fleeting
But it is still life
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