To the lonely dreamer
who writes
to stay
afloat,
but who knows
there’s holes
in the boat,
who smiles
when the mirror
cracks, who
sticks fingertips
with thumbtacks,
the hopeless
believer,
the unacknowledged
achiever,
the background
dancer,
the poetic
free lancer,
I give you
a salute
and praise
that will
hopefully dilute
the oppression
that halts your
beautiful blooming.
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