Unfinished Poem

I can't stay here 
wrapped up in myths 
of a time 
I can't forget, yet 
cannot take the time 
to relive. 

I am expanding in all directions. 
And a new world is there 
that I have discovered. 

Freedom, liberation which begins 
as a word and becomes a way 
of existing. 

I survived while others 
of my old crowd dried up 
and ruined their potentials. 

Fame, recognition. 
I don't care for these as 
much as some think, and yet, 
I care more for them than 
they would understand. 

Acceptance. 
An odd sort of word. 
What if some accept me 
and others do not? 

Does it really matter?

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Nice write..you are very

Nice write..you are very talented


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