Loves
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you're on your own, kid
i always have been, ever since the label of
"gifted" was mantled above my head in neon letters,
proudly displaying me to a world where
mediocrity was rejected &
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The Forest
The light pushed its way through the trees,
sliding beneath the intertwining branches,
from the never ending blue sky.
It dappled the dirt path