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Everyone is different
That is what no one understands
They tease and they point 
They laugh at every little flaw
The poor people they torment
Didn’t do anything all
Why does no one appreciate uniqueness anymore?
Why must they laugh and tease?
Such lovely little children
Each different in their own way
Trying to make their way in this cruel world
Posted: 2011-02-12 19:07:31 UTC
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2011-02-12 19:07:49evelyn
this poem is for my friend, who has been teased and tormented almost all her life.