Power hides in unexpected places,
disguised as a pile of laundry
on my kitchen floor,
or a fan sitting on a desk
in front of a sun-drenched window.
It grabs my attention,
pulls my eyes,
begs a double-take.
Oh it was just
a pile of laundry.
Oh it was just
a fan.
But for one magic moment,
before it became a captive of words...
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