Diana Horvat

 

The misfits

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voice trembling,

approaching the microphone,

baring their soul.

how will these raw words come out?

hope they understand the emotions-

things had to be said

to relieve the pain held inside.

so many images come to mind

unraveling nightmares

or just embracing lights

no end to what could be shared.

we are all our unique story

people listening,

clapping

in compassion.

was hard to say it out loud

but now that is communicated

a relief rushes over.

the misfits

can go back to their seats.

 

 

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