Prestige - Poem by Atef Ayadi
Like a magicians, deep in the
Passion is the only risk
And that is the magic.
The pledge is who I am
The turn is the method, “Average people are predictable! ”
The prestige is to turn myself into seeds of flying words.
The disappointment is anticipated;
Much simpler would be the trick.
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