Essence

She was amazed yet fearful of the world around her, for she saw things as they truly were. No, i don’t mean colors, looks or shapes, but souls, raw & unfiltered. Begging to be heard, begging to be seen. Yet as much as they craved such attention, they never spoke up. They rarely kept their flame burning before the winds of society would smother their essence.

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