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This poem is an exploration of the beautiful messiness of life. It delves beyond the facade of perfection, revealing a tapestry woven with both flaws and virtues.

We meet a speaker who yearns for genuine kinship, battling the relentless pursuit of societal expectations and the sacrifices it demands.

As the poem unfolds, prepare to be swept through a dance of fleeting joys, bittersweet victories, and the quiet strength found in embracing imperfection.

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No gilded cage for recognition’s song,
Your knowing gaze is all my heart desires.
Through flaws and virtues, each saw what belonged,
A tapestry woven from their own life’s fires.

Life’s curious dance, where fleeting moments stay,
While years, like sand, slip silently between.
A victor’s path can leave loved ones astray,
The vanquished heart, a solitary scene.

Grounded, I face the truth, a soul laid bare,
Like the ocean’s ebb and flow, my rhythm found.
Imperfect, yes, but guileless, I declare,
My loyalties in love and friendship bound.

Time’s relentless hand, a watch upon my wrist,
Turned carefree days to burdens yet unseen.
A haven built, a dream I long had kissed,
Became a cage, a wanderer’s routine.

Peace, a whisper lost from childhood’s door,
Life’s frantic pace steals vibrancy away.
Laughter’s echo fades, a joy no more,
Dawns once bright, now yield to cheerless gray.

We chase connections, a relentless throng,
Losing ourselves in the pursuit we crave.
Smiling faces mask a weary song,
Hiding the hurt, the battles that we brave.

Though self neglected, for your happiness I strive,
Finding solace in a cherished, chosen few.
Unseen, perhaps, the value that I give,
But in their hearts, my worth forever true.