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Mythical Reality


I'm tall with wings and eagle eyes 

No surprise, I might surprise you with my firey eyes

My eyes can see into depths that many cant

I'm unique, I'm a beast, I'm a sphinx, well figuratively

Figuratively speaking I'm always breathing heat

So far I'm a tall winged beast with the sight of an eagle

I go to school like everyone else, I eat like everyone else

But it's quite odd to see a mythical creature living a normal life

I strive to be different 

I take pride in being different

I'm alive to be different

Never shy to be different

Through my eyes I see different

Realize I'm being different 

And..

I love to express myself through style ...

My speech 

My clothes 

The way I Pin - Roll my jeans to sit perfect on my sneaks.. 

It's hard to wear certain clothing because it won't fit over my wings and hooves

Despite all of the adversity I made sure that they could.. 

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