True Colors (a poem about a rock)

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If they really knew

My true colors

Ignored and often forgotten

Mistreated and even used

They don’t understand

They don’t appreciate

They underestimate

Hidden under my diverse colors

Are beautiful gems

Waiting to be found

It’s quite a shame

They never gave me a chance

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