Poetry

Master Mind

Turning delusions of grandeur into reality,

Resurrected from being a mis-informed casualty,

Divided between reality and actuality,

Pain empowered me, when I felt filthy the rain showered me,

It watered the seed so it can sprout into a flower,

I too am a rose growing from the concrete,

Catch me where the great minds meet,

Greatness is what my mind seeks so on faith I leap..

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