As an adolescent,
I was wrongly accused
wore the punishment
and moved on without
grudges and judgements.
As a child of challenge
I dedicated my growing
of fear to past memories
and diminish them to dust
as I journey forward.
As a human being my strength
lies in solitude, acceptance
and mortality, a kaleidoscope
of life, and I'm growing still
in darkness in light always will.
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