different yet I stand out among the rest,
not feeling at home in the nest,
full of strengths, yet people see my weaknesses,
yet people get to know me and only see the briefness,
im cursed, yet everyone thinks its a blessing,
its it strength but I feel like im resting,
resting on the talents of what used to be,
instead of seeing the real me,
im cursed by the moons paralyzing light,
standing among the paralyzing night
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