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Crayons

I am a box of unfulfilled potential,

a source of understanding change.
A beautiful transition from blank
to complete.

I'm reusable, but only if you know

just where to remove the damage
that's been done.
Although I can't promise I'll ever be
as good as new.

 I can take you to far-away places,

introduce you to all the people
you'd never get to meet
back home.                    

 I can show you all the colors of the rainbow,

how they mix into one coherent thought,
one world.
And we won't care
that we have to share.

 We'll have each other, you see?

So no matter that we can't smell
what we create, nor feel with our hands.
But it's real, just the same,
if only we imagine.