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 |    10k views, 2x BestPoetryCollection. A nothing from nowhere cast words to a world wide wind |
| This was a second place winner. two 1st place Daily Poem winners for start of September: "Rooftop Psycho"  "Daily Poem 1" Are you rare? visibly, purely red, breached by no other color, a diamond of such purity, cut into shape of definitive existence? They twist the story of your rarity. We know of your deliverance, unearthed by miners, just as common as any other gem, owned by one company that sets the price on beauty, properly marketed.  You could be alone. Like no other, placed upon a porcelain hand given by an ignorant other, who mines for gems to trade, relies on a purveyor of gemology. The keeper of the rarest beauty stands behind a glass counter with a lens for these things, mounts dreams on one proper setting -- the lie of true value which credit cards must exist and depend. Swipe! Now go get hitched, fool, so you can stop being alone. It might as well be an artificial construct. Daily Poem -- Day 4 9.4.20 31 lines, shape poetry Poem about being alone using words: diamond shape twist deliverance SECOND PLACE |
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