81. The Pearl
I am but a small oyster
In a deep complicated sea
The waves pushing and rolling
Me
I am but a small oyster
In a deep complicated sea
The waves pushing and rolling
Me
Love this poem. "I was never the oyster" You were all along the pearl. Perception at its finest.
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In this digital age, where screens consume our days,
A poetry I write, to rediscover life's vibrant ways.
For in this sea of technology, we often wander astray,
But fear not, dear souls, for a digital detox will lead the way.
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