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This jellybean jar is full
Guess how many there are
Hundreds? Thousands?
Pours out and disbands
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Betcha didn’t see that coming
Now it’s considered something
So why build up
Just to tear down
*
When so severely damaged
It’s a miracle to have managed
Often it must face demolition
With the rebuild put on exhibition
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It was never meant to be
A jar full of jellybeans
This grand jar was meant to encompass
Something magical and wondrous
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Today it simply holds a mirror
It helps to see things a little clearer
Revealing who you have become
Was the greatest magic ever done
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DMTakeshi
DMTakeshi has zero credentials and these poems have a high probability that they are the ramblings of a person with a serious mental illness. Enjoy!
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