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It should not be frowned upon                                                       It should not be discouraged                                                           It shall be fortified                                                                         So that we may stand as one When the cultures of the world And the people who inhabit it Begin to rise and shine their light This world shall be diverse Diversity isn't just one person It isn't just one thing It's more than one entity That makes the world so different The birds and the bees The clouds and the trees The animals the humans None are just alike Everywhe

Look at me- I'm nothing but shameful; Nothing but shy. I'm all alone Left to burn I roam the slumber of night Spreading fire that engulfs everything -Everything that was once good by the fall of autumn rain Life was a great thing Once full of happiness and peace Like the blossoming morning glory That was the past Now in the present and moving into the future, Each burning thought Now immerses my soul in flames Nothing left of me but ashes Shifting through the wind

My life is a puzzle That can't be put together The pieces don't match And I've lost a few Some pieces are damaged And I believe some are hiding Some I long to find But the other's I wish to forget.

Ronnie woke up this morning in high spirits. She was in urgent need of a trip to the woods. There was a bird she wanted to find- a special bird. She described it as a bird resembling the phoenix of fire but instead gives an icy chill to its look. Its feathers are a frost blue that seem to fade a radiant white. Its tail is comprised of the same frost blue feathers as the rest of its sleek feathers that cover its modest structure, but rather than turning white, they turn transparent just like ice. She said the bird seemed to disappear with the wind when it took flight. In turn, Ronnie called the impressive bird, Frostwind. She really wasn't qui