Beautiful misfit

Brightest star in the night sky,
a white rose in the red field.

One uniqueness that keep him
a beautiful luscious tree in a forest of equality.

Never will he be made
on the image of others.

Never will he blindly
worship his forefathers.

Never will he let tradition
destroy his unique imperfection.

A beautiful rarity
in a world of vanity.

He has many names
that define his grace

Different”, a”misfit”

But one they forget is:
“free”.

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