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I am mute, and inert.
I am elusive, and desired.
The weight of a million centuries bears down on me.
The pressure is relentless, the temperature stifling, but I go on.
I need oxygen, but I do not breathe.
I am trapped, seemingly forever, in this prison of eternal darkness.
I may be captured, if that is my destiny.
I will be taken far away from my place of origin.
But that is when I will bloom.
I will be cherished, held, touched, caressed... even loved.
And I will shine. Oh how I will shine!
For I, am a diamond.

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    Horrorshow almost 4 years ago

    Very good stuff as always, Bryan. :-)

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    Tony Spencer almost 4 years ago

    Excellent, hidden until the facet-inating finish.

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    Bryan Thomas almost 4 years ago

    Many thanks for taking the time to comment!

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