At worst, a benign indifference
Being outshone was your cruelty
You were eclipsed by brilliance
Your skin grew pale on your shelf
All that time in the dark was lost
You turned in on yourself
Not hardened by fire or frost
Your introspection dulled your spark
There was too much time for thinking
Your green eyes grew wide in the dark
And when you emerged white and blinking
Into the day, it was far too bright
You missed the darkness. You shunned the limelight
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