cemetery me
put me away in a box
to forget

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inclusion — someday to be
    I love those who think
with those who are like me —

differently than me —
    with someone who understands.
to keep me out of myself.

Sometimes I feel so alone
    They are so unique
as an alien in a foreign land —

It broadens my narrow world
    someone must know me.
and fills me up.