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Found Poetry 1,070


cultivate self-respect like a weed
that grows and grows and grows
with deep roots that cannot be pulled
in any direction
protected from poison poured
leaves of colors that are your choice
no one wants you because you're a weed
but everyone seeks what they see in you

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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