our destiny, manifest

poetry

found a four leaf clover,
thought that it was rare
and that you’d touched the face of God
who loves you

but you can’t hear the sounds
because your ears filter out
a cacophony
of screaming

the clover though,
it makes you smile
and reveal your devilish teeth
to the world

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