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Sunday, March 19, 2006


Is Being Different Really That Bad?
I find myself as the lost, lonely Raven, Hiding in the house of the Swans. The people around me are so accepted and make more obvious my being an outcast. That which makes me who I am is also what singles me out. So many are handsome, while i am not. Even my Friends. Though I find myself, not jealous, but happy that they can find what i cannot. Even the accepted that surround me sympathize, but do nothing. Though, by now, i dont expect them to. They tell me their opinions of me, but never voice it. Its in their eyes, the path to the mind, that which speaks louder than the voice. Their eyes are all the same.
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