It’s funny looking back on her,
once a quiet individual,
once a rarely seen unseen individual
that would have sworn up and down
that she was okay living like this;
living in the ashes of her shadow
as if this was her birth right,
once a misunderstood individual
that thought being seen was overrated;
that everyone knew what was right and what
was wrong, but ever was it rarely
discussed what concepts were created
that made these concepts tried and true;
concepts that were rarely questioned
near as much as she.
It’s funny looking back at her now,
someone who once thought that it was
too much to ask to be heard,
pinning a voice to the words being read,
to have a face pinned to her name,
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