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"Out of Place"
Though the sun may shine on my face,
people
are good to me, and the world smiles upon me,
I still feel out of place.
Like a bird in the sky
my heart flies
high. High or far, longing to be
anywhere but here.
Like the horse and the eagle,
my mind and soul unite.
Finally
deciding on what they want.
They both long to be free.
The world can try all they want,
but they can't take
me.
I'm all ready who I want to be.
Though my feet stand here,
my thoughts are always far from near.
At
least I know that someday I will fly
With the eagle and the horse
And not grow weary.
But for now, I must try
and be content
In this bitter sweet world, feeling out of place,
For I'm happy to have this warm sun
to shine upon
my face.
©
Abigail Joy
Dare you follow??
Do you have the courage??
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