There comes a time to no longer hide
The power within meant to be shared.
Not created to ever be tied,
For people must know that somebody cared.
Commentary:
This was among a few poems I wrote a few years ago possibly centered around a memory. There were two poems written at the same time, but I'm not sure the second one got preserved. It's a simple little poem, but carries the message well. The power I'm referring to could be interpreted as warmth, kindness, and a whole slew of related things, all of which unify together as important elements of love, which is something everyone needs, whether they realize it or not.
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