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My Story

Wild

This is my story
I was born in the middle of a storm
Welcomed by the dead of night
My little heart jolted by the sound of thunderbolts
The rain drops in tune with my mother’s coos to quiet me down
She smiles when she sees the fire in her eyes reflect in my stare
I slip into the darkness with the beckon of the twilight
You won’t find me under the sun
My feet are chaos
I belong to the wild things
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