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Once upon a sunlight, there was a kid, He played in sun but lived in shade, In silence, his art and heart were hid, But all he loved were the few friends he made. He liked to draw and color and build, Things of fantasy and lore, of a world beyond His friends would love him and the things he did, But he never got out of his dreamy pond Some would say, you should not be here, There is a place for you in wonderland, Where you can play and grow in peace without fear, But he was slipping away like the desert sand A spirit then came into his life of dream, Dream within a dream, oh it was so clear, The spirit shone a light of holy gleam, And he felt a power, drawing him near Energy trickled down his spine, A shock of ecstasy, a jolting heartbeat, He could feel the presence of something divine, And transform he did from head to feet He raised his hand into the air, The air burned from the electric storm, His purpose, now clear, his mind, without fear, Behold, a Superhero is born.
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eeshan-srivastava
37 / M / Seattle
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Sep 10, 2011
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