Should I neglect
these truths?
For I feel
I am different
not special;
just unlike usual.
Unusual isn't really
a good thing.
I am part broken,
part whole.
Many ghosts haunt me.
All the time.
Not from the past,
or the future.
Just unacknowledged
ideas of me.
Floating,
knowingly.
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