Some of us see ourselves as damaged goods,
and wear that image as a badge,
or a kind of shield against the world.
And even in this stage, we are beautiful.
But we are beautiful in every stage; for instance,
we are beautiful when we foolishly think we are above all that,
and that we are the only ones who know.
We are beautiful when we think ourselves
insignificant and small.
And we are beautiful when we set ourselves aside,
and do not think at all.
June 29, 2020
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Categories: Drawings, New Poems & Pieces, Recently Banned Literature