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A Cloud Of Dignity
Although he is gnarled and twisted
His warm heart can still rejoiced
And his mind can still comprehend
The cruelty of man kind
And even though he looks different
He still has emotions of love and hate
And he is shunned by man kind
And even though his sight is blinded
And his lips are often muted
His susceptibility to beauty is betrayed
By the innocent smile that plays on his face
Even though he seeks acceptance in this world
He doesn’t desire pity from no one
Pity is mans ignorance
Even tho he attempts understanding
Although he is gnarled and twisted
His innocence is as perfect
As the spiral drops of rain
That washes his up turned face
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