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Her beautiful smile shines
From photo after photo
She remembers
That she knew
Always knew
She didn't belong
An expert chameleon shaping herself to fit
Blend
Belong
The internal outsider
Sure that her otherness was sensed
Hiding behind the laughter and smiles
Imposter
Lie
Brittle
Separate
She looks through those photos
And knows
Understands
. . .
She always belonged
Always
Sweet, sweet child
There are no lines
But those we imagine
Those we were given and believed
The lines and divisions
Are the lie
Never you
Never you
Calm
Calm
Belong
Belong
Those barricades can only hold for so long . . .
She began to breathe
To breathe at the thought of such freedom
She stood and whispered to her child. "Belong"
She held the child and whispered
With calm, calm; "Belong"
R.E.M. "Belong"
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