Blooming in Silence

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Some things bloom in silence,
In the magnifence of the unknown.

Some things are secrets,
Selecting exactly where they should be shown.

Some things shame you,
Either because you know or care.

Some things bloom in silence,
You never really know they’re there.

Some things start small and remain a tiny dot,
Some things evade you, embedded in all you forgot.