We See, And Yet We Miss

We see, and yet we miss, as we 
Trudge onward, doing things we do,
The glories of a grocery store
Through eyes no longer


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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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