Poem by Myrtle Thomas One stands lonely ' in the world going through life's ups and downs firmly the roots are grounded as the person knows they are a minority of one and then the magic happens when eyes meet a welcome look attachments seem like sparkling fire the blaze a raging melt as the two become one.
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