ugly duckling
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A
bird left alone
shamed for his feathers
for his eyes for his beak.
Their gaze shaped him, it was Their gaze that shaped his own.
Wishing to
hide wanting to
Once upon a blue sky,
Behind the floating cloads,
Shone a bright light.
And below that light was a duck,
Proud and tall,
With a little baby duckling near her side,
Meek and small.
