Buried in the dim.
Fish or dig, thy
cheeky grin,
It’s there, not lost
within.
Plain in sight,
though lost to me,
Where art though, cheeky
smirk?
Much too hidden,
covered up
My oh my, this is
such work.
Yet with a click and
switch of light,
The smile comes now to
sight.
There I am for there
it was
Hidden in the dark.
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