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one breathe you may not realise it but you’ve stepped into new lands and life is different here you are different here you’d thought the sun had kissed you before but it did not love you like it did this place the people here had felt its arms wrapped around their bodies for generations, its light imprinted in their skin like melanin, the same light you’d seen shine from your mother’s hands you’d thought the sun had kissed you once before but you were different, your light was dimmer, harder to recognise and even the sun wasn’t sure you were its kin, had to look twice before it realised your blood but you remained a stranger all the same two the way you talk is wrong your words too delicate your voice too soft your speech without music you’d thought your tongue was universal, had been both understood and mis before, but you were the cub of a lioness and didn’t know how to roar, no pride would take you in when you mewled like a kitten and no sunlight shone from your skin you’d thought your tongue was no different to your mother’s, but hers never worked the same when you spoke it, never quite connected to its audience, so you stopped trying, turned to the moon instead and gave it your confession the only way you knew how, it told you you spoke just fine three you think somewhere else things will be different you don’t remember it has always been this way your family never once pointed out the intricacies of your branches to you, why you matched neither your father’s roots nor your mother’s veins, but had blossomed something different, something new, and why that would ever matter, your family never thought about these things, never talked about such things, they just wanted you to speak plain your family never once explained how home would be new to you, how home wouldn’t really be like home after all, because home didn’t welcome you like it should have, didn’t greet you right, hold you tight in its arms and make you feel like you belonged, because you were different, and it didn’t recognise you for a moment or two one breathe you may not realise it but you’ve stepped into new lands and life is different here and you are different here
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Jun 26, 2019
Jun 26, 2019 at 3:11 PM UTC
sunstroke
one breathe you may not realise it but you’ve stepped into new lands and life is different here you are different here you’d thought the sun had kissed you before but it did not love you like it did this place the people here had felt its arms wrapped around their bodies for generations, its light imprinted in their skin like melanin, the same light you’d seen shine from your mother’s hands you’d thought the sun had kissed you once before but you were different, your light was dimmer, harder to recognise and even the sun wasn’t sure you were its kin, had to look twice before it realised your blood but you remained a stranger all the same two the way you talk is wrong your words too delicate your voice too soft your speech without music you’d thought your tongue was universal, had been both understood and mis before, but you were the cub of a lioness and didn’t know how to roar, no pride would take you in when you mewled like a kitten and no sunlight shone from your skin you’d thought your tongue was no different to your mother’s, but hers never worked the same when you spoke it, never quite connected to its audience, so you stopped trying, turned to the moon instead and gave it your confession the only way you knew how, it told you you spoke just fine three you think somewhere else things will be different you don’t remember it has always been this way your family never once pointed out the intricacies of your branches to you, why you matched neither your father’s roots nor your mother’s veins, but had blossomed something different, something new, and why that would ever matter, your family never thought about these things, never talked about such things, they just wanted you to speak plain your family never once explained how home would be new to you, how home wouldn’t really be like home after all, because home didn’t welcome you like it should have, didn’t greet you right, hold you tight in its arms and make you feel like you belonged, because you were different, and it didn’t recognise you for a moment or two one breathe you may not realise it but you’ve stepped into new lands and life is different here and you are different here
one to start a collection of self-reflection, perhaps, if it comes willingly
belbere
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Jun 26, 2019
Jun 26, 2019 at 3:11 PM UTC
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