Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

52

i was never minimal with my words
for fear someone would read their own string
of assumptions in the spaces between
those lines, shuffling my intentions
into their deck of cards, drawing the wild
card and playing me as the joker
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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: minimal 

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