//Hidden In Plain Sight//
Now, as I look back,
I realise that it was there,
Always. With me; within me.
Right under the shadow
of my lashes;
Lingering and getting lost
In the maze of my mind;
As if at halt,
at the nib of my pen.
Only, I never cared
to gather it
With a rake of words,
And juxtapose those phrases,
so that, they be poured
as poems on a paper.
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