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Apr 2019
He has a unique and brilliant style
Different from what you see around
So he's often referred to as weird
Sadly, he allowed them get into his head
Slowly he was losing his uniqueness
In an attempt to fit into the crowd
He was letting go of self
To recieve public acceptance
But deep inside, he felt an emptiness
What was meant to help him fly
was what they used to tie him down
One day, he picked himself off the ground
Untied his inactive wings
And learnt to fly again
This time, he disregarded what they say
Because he finally realized that
it's his life to live.
Gods1son
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Gods1son  26/M/Canada
(26/M/Canada)   
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