Challenge
glass jar
no rules, just write :) whatever comes to mind, poetry or prose
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Glass Jar
She kept herself
In the corner
Where she could hope to continue on, unnoticed.
Somehow though,
her unobtrusive way was sought out, and prized.
Her reflective opaqueness recognized for the simple
Beauty and clarity, shining from her intangible Soul.
Like a brilliant, misunderstood mosaic.
The pieces fashioned painstakingly together.