I am Beautiful!

Bruised orchids take the streets at night.

They are almost always drunk. They proclaim:

“I am Beautiful!” and their companion laughs.

And upon these words reaching me

Somewhere further on up the street

I say to myself: “I am beautiful too,”

Quietly, so no one will hear.

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