Toward the Obscure

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There is a loneliness 

in the heart 

of normalcy

A learned-fear 

of change

and anyone a little different.

So I tend 

toward 

the obscure

To the edges and strange

where life 

abounds

And the forests 

meet 

the fields.

We are not alone, Young Blood,

for we are the many,

we are the queer,

The change-makers and children

of this 

kind Earth

Letting go

of what does not

serve us

So that everyone

can get

free.

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