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Non-rhyming Poetry

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Afraid that they would take it from him<p>
He held it so close that <p>
He himself couldn't see it<p>

Gifts buried under decades of dust<p>
Smothered by the urgencies of life's experience<p>
The importance of inner-self neglected<p>
For what seemed to be immediate gain<p>

He hides his gift so well<p>
He can't find it at will<p>
Has to summon assistance from other than self<p>
To locate what was once within his reach<p>

He holds this gift within his reach<p>
Never on display<p>
Never hidden<p>
No longer does he fear envy, jealousy or theft<p>
Nor those who take pride for vanity<p>

No longer dreaming in black and white<p>
He is not afraid<p>
His gift to us:<p>
The colors of the rainbow<p>

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