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The Lost Unknown


I am a small flower

That little flower beginning to bloom

Out in the middle of nowhere

 

I am a snail

Making its way to a safe place

 

I am a turtle

Scared when it’s picked up

Hiding in its shell

 

I am the blue sky

Filled with dark clouds

Trying to clear itself

 

I am the darkness

Pure black, no light

I am a lost soul

Trying to find itself

 

I am a clue

Waiting to be found

 

I am the wind

Blowing everywhere, no destination

I am the air

Passing through the world

 

I am a rainbow

Coming out after a rainy day

Stretching far and farther

With no end to find

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