Uniqueness Opportunity
Each little soul shiny and bright—
clipped it's wings so no more flight.
Came to Earth to stand upright—
lost it's purpose but not it's sight.
now it remembers each day
to find it's way—
back to expressing it's 'uniqueness' so dear—
that is why it is truly here.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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