Greatness is believing in ourselves more than others believe against us.
When we are touched by other's human experience,
We, with confidence can strive beyond our imagined confines
And know with certainty, that what we have to say, others need to hear. The
Truth as we see it, is in Truth, an integral part of humanities psyche.
Every soul is unique, as a snowflake, as a thumb print,
With insight and perspective, vital to our world's stability.
We strain to hear, we yearn to know, the true heart's worth.
Therefore, we must speak to our longings and our deeply held desires
So the world will know that...we are not alone!
The End
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