Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Sunday, May 20, 2018
at twenty seven
I, the ultimate spoken
no longer look at my reflection
ugly duckling in my teens
a swan but not with beauty, with a pride
a step taken at twenty seven
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