One Word

Everyone is unique in their own way,

But I; dear Reader, strive for it.

The Past shapes us and develops us,

Like a teacher does to a student.

If we grow up in a broken home,

We grow old in a solid haven.

If we were the ones ignored,

We become the best listeners.

If we were the quiet ones,

We are the writers of today.

One word to describe us,


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