Somewhere, Out there

December 8, 2012
Somewhere, Out there, there is a person like me.
Someone who is different from others.
From how I dress,
to what I am.
Somewhere, Out there,
another me stands in life.

Somewhere, out there, there is a person
who is judged by appearance.
Not by action and character.
Somewhere, out there, this person
is in pain.

The person looks around,
but nobody's around.
Instead, she is hidden and invisible,
but to her, that living in a paradise.
Of freedom and equality.

Somewhere, out there
their is a person like me.
When we meet, our hands touch.
An aurora in our name.
We will live on forever.

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