The Outlier
They all stood together
In relative stances
Respecting eachother
And hating all else.
And those who did not
Stand for what they stood for
Stood for them anyway
Because they were weak.
But yet there existed
Beyond where they stood
A small lone stander
That stood somewhere else.
Who was ridiculed badly
By everyone else
But did not give in
To their feral abuse.
He said nothing back
But just kept on standing
For he knew deep down
This was where he belonged.
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