poetry for the lesser minded
a crayola box for the color blinded
they searched all over but couldn't find it
yet this is where we hide it
a secret place set in plain sight
to store our power, display our might
to soothe our fears we bottle up tight
taking our fraternity to a higher height
knowing the truth, they won't get behind it
the authorities have classified it
no dictionary would dare define it
this poetry of the greater minded
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