I got nothing. It captures your essence?
It takes you in like an orphan and years
later you find you’ve changed for the better
or not. Sometimes it ignores you, keeps you
off to the periphery, so no one
knows you were ever there, or really cares,
or ever will unless another takes
you in, and hopefully this time you won’t
be ignored, abhorred, almost aborted,
tossed on the cutting room floor. We can dream
our actions might be cherished for all of
eternity, but realistically,
everything you do will someday fade
yellow at the edges, warp and decay.

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