She had an outlandish thought

Nothing that could be bought


She felt things unlike others

Her ideas filled with unthinkable colors


Words couldn’t even describe the feeling

For she slowly watched her soul peeling


Knowing she was meant to be unique

While her ideas fell meek


That never stopped her fight

Knowing all she needed to start a fire was light


In with the unstoppable powerful punches

Out with the useless hindering hunches


She became her own kind of star

Flickering from afar


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