All my life I’ve felt different
Like I didn’t belong here
As if I belonged in some magical land of fantasy
A land were unicorns were real,
Magic was possible,
Where dragons breathed fire,
Where fairy tales became true,
Where kings and queens rule over magical domains,
Where fairies fly,
Where Snow Leopards could talk,
Where One could find at Adventure around every corner,
And where everyone lived happily ever after.
A place a writer could imagine,
I would belong in that kind of world.
I would fit in that kind of world.
In this world, I feel like an outsider.
I might not be…
But I have always felt that way.
All my life I've felt different…
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