‘Why can’t I be normal?’
She yelled.
‘It’s not fair!’
She demanded.
But still
The mountains didn’t move when she walked;
The flowers didn’t grow to be near her;
Nor did the wind even bother to change direction.
‘I bet you wouldn’t even notice if I was gone.’
The world might not have changed for her,
But still
She managed to change the world.
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