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Saturday, January 24, 2015

Spare me the cameras

Spare me the cameras and spare me the fame
No need for the credentials after my name
Capital letters and the name set in gold
These aren't my calling; is this being bold?

Give me the silence and the most secret sound
Found in the crevices of seeds in the ground
Leave me the beautiful-ness,the quietest breeze
Ruffling through branches and moving through trees

Some need the acknowledgments the clapping hurrah
Some sort of remembrance:  an audience in awe
But I'm  not the person who is seeking for fame
So spare me the cameras and the glittery name

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