March 22, 2017
The snow dances on the wind,
The wind sends out a hollow cry.
The cry shakes one to their core.
The moon steals away the sun,
The stars steal away the clouds.
The clock keeps ticking.
While children laugh and play,
There is one who remains locked away.
Afraid to come out,
Afraid to shine.
So he spend his time alone,
All by himself with no place to call home.
While most are open,
One in ten are not outspoken.
Time will progress,
And most will find there place.
The one who was always alone,
Blossomed into a character that is great.
The possibilities are endless.
The sky isn't the limit.
And people need people.

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