I found a speck of dust,
On my mirror.
I thought it's rust,
Or shimmer.

I tried wiping it off,
It didn't go away.
"My mood's off
Go away! "

I realised,
That dirt was in me.
It was just getting mirrored,
I was a leafless tree.

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Challenge #57 Write a poem about a speck of dust.
Try it out.

Did you notice the past tense????

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