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[mislead_insight]

i am the cliché

i am the cliché--
the loving sparkle,
sparkling back at me.

i beat and pulse
and heat and sweat
and smile
and smile.

i smile and smile
and turn away,
to look back
at my little cliché,
and hold it, tight, in my gaze.

i smile at my cliché,
and let it be,
not denying it to save face,
or exaggerating emotional forces.

the truth i wear on my face
is an emblem of my happiness.
i hope every time you look at it
your cliché sparkles the same.