In the sea of sameness, I never belonged.
Painted in my special hue, the called me different, they coward, they looked away.
My skin grew callous from repeated barbs, but my drummer drummed, and merrily, I danced on.
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
Beautiful writing!!
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Always!
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💛💚💜💙❤
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