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When I will rest will be when I am judged by my character and not by my type
Submitted:Sep 30, 2012 Reads: 4 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
Only then will I rest
Is it what I do that decides
How I am or may be
I am depicted only as I'm seen
through dark eyes
squinted under the blaze
of stereotypes and statements
The lines of truth are blurred
smeared and dismayed
Not clear but fuzzy along
the dashed lines of guides
and rules and parentals
Only when I am seen
as who I am
who I aspire to be
will I rest at the feet
of those who are above me
and let those below me
rest at mine
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