Writings

Poem | Hidden

Sometimes, being hidden is beautiful;
There’s no room for pride, for entitlement. 
There’s no space for boasting.

But at times, being hidden’s also a danger;
It has the ability to make you lax and lenient
for working behind the scene.

There are two sides to everything, my dear.
The good side is for your choosing.

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