found in the darkest corner
like a penny dropped
and a dollar found
like the rain
late for the party
like an artwork restored
like the hat pin
as a convenient weapon
like a talisman
worn close to the heart
like a unicorn
calmed by the maiden
like a song
that takes you over
like a ritual
resurrected by the pagans
like the milk spilt
i will be okay.
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