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On Behalf of Waste - Feb. 2, 2021

I’m friend to the forgotten

the undesirable

the muted and passed over

the tossed out and left behind


I write on behalf

of ignored places

the underside of things

squandered moments


for what doesn’t hold a gift

often concealed by grime

or a hard shell or inside

thick piles of sorrow


try picking something up

flipping it over brushing it off

if it just needs cleaning

it may come right to the surface


there I see it don’t you?

the glint of exceptional?

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