Someone We Adore

a poem

Beauty to the eyes

beauty felt inside

burns the brave and free

it terrifies me

must begin to climb

out of this decline

stand in height of truth

nothing more uncouth

than being who you’re not

soul’s fury rightly wrought

once we come again

back to this simple plan

we finally may grow

no longer dim our glow

born into something more

someone we adore

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