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Some Days [poem]

Sometimes there are days
when clouds fill the skies
and I scan the cruel world
with tears in my eyes.
Where do I fit?
Where do I belong?
Why am I cast out
for singing my song?
Once I was told
that I’m just too good,
but some days I think
that I’ve misunderstood.


bookdragon, poet, witch

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