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Jan 2020
What I am holding now is this limestone.
Giving me it’s healing properties
Possibilities of innocence, purifying.
After a long journey of how it is found,
down to the deepest trench, a suffocating trench
I thrive to reach the very bottom.
To find this precious stone.
The mad waves and currents of this ocean
I was able to defy using my power.
This unknown power that makes me
Swim harder as much as I could be.
But soon as I go up to the surface of this raging ocean,
Slowly I became crippled like a boneless fish.
Hindrances starts to face me.
But with my unknown power once again
I thrive more, harder like a color coloring the uncolored sight.
Im no servant anymore
For this stone will make me different than before.
Just made it today. My friend and I challenge ourselves to write a poem for 30 mins using random words. It was fun. Here are the random words given for this poem: Limestone
Trench
Defy
Crippled
Unknown
Servant
Hindrance
Color
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Hiddenpen  20/F
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