Content of: Sitting Alone
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02/20/22 at 12:35AM
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Sitting alone
on a shelf,
I remain
ugly, in nature.
It's not the same
for others,
mis-shaped.
No one bothers
looking at me,
for I am
chipped and cracked.
A long way
from new,
not recently cast,
the old pottery
is now my last.
Feel no sorrow,
no more the lame,
once I was wild,
now I am tame.
