Hopeless

Having spat out the last stone, I sit in an

oyster, I nearly called it empty,

pearl-less, but it is forever full of me

eventually, I hooked onto my everlasting

lesson: I can never be lesser

ever, than what I’m meant to be

so I mean to choose being me over being mean, and

stack my sea shelf high full of worlds to the sky

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