A diamond in the pigsty.

A diamond in the pigsty.

Many would rummage and sniff about you

but found nothing but a peculiar rock.

Yet you remained there.

To be touched.

And tainted.

I had to polish the grim surface to find you.

I pray that from now on the only reflection I see in you is my own.

– F H Hakansson

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