The Unknown Poem by Jared Long

The Unknown



He's a different person different times of the day,
living and wanting to play,
as times he just walks a stray.
People don't know the truth,
avoiding him at all cost,
not a lot of people accept him,
he just feels lost,
his ignorance is the key.
The key that,
keeps us all going.

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