Almost What am I? I am the flower that blooms With broken petals In the vase only once Others wilt I am the tree the bird nests in Shaking boughs and Scrappy leaves Chosen after the fire burns up others I am the kitten saved Last by a mother Who took my littermates first And me last from the snake I am the old toy Worn and tattered Hidden from the world Nearly forgotten, never caressed I am the branches in the fire Burned, replaced, repeat Watching the merry faces admire the flames Spared not two thoughts I am the water flowing in the metal Container you drink from and polish Unnoticed until I lack Loved for a short moment when returned I am all but one thing Chosen.
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