Transgender (Page 4)

Looking out from within a darkened room, the indigo night sky is aglow, littered with stars.

I thought that I would sit down, and write just how I feel,
but right now, this point in time, nothing seems quite real.

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A photograph of a Monarch butterfly hanging from a cluster of purple and orange flowers

The way that I was made,
the people I have known,
have all played their role,
in the way that I have grown.

All the things I’ve gone through,
the trials I have faced,
all those things, both good and bad,
have led me to this place.

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