How beautiful it would be 

to grow with someone

in these times of tremendous growth

I will never know it

I walk along a different path

Not at the fault of my own will

but the will of others

I veer differently than the books

an anomaly to my generation

I stand alone, but now with pride

It is not the devastation that it once was

I must learn to love myself above all else

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