The Dregs

by Daniel Solomon   Aug 4, 2005


Social interaction is divided into many shells.
None of this is said to be permanent.
They are laid together just like cells.
Acceptance at this point seems irrelevant.
For what it’s worth….it does seem like a tempting prize.
Breaking through the shells brings new light.
They are not a part of the social set.
Nothing short from being a dreg.

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