Hidden

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As you can see, poems are quite beautiful

Just like a flower blooming on a sunset

But still there is something that is hidden beneath it

And between it

That'll reveal the darkness within it

Hidden inside it, and hidden beneath it

That will take over the light beyond and
between it

But still, just like a blooming flower,

Let us not ruin the light that is covered outside of it

And showing the beauty outwardly, and hiding the mystery beneath,

Inside,

Beyond,

And

Between

That will blind us by it's hidden bean.

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