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I used to think I’d never fit in
I would spend my whole life alone
Even with other people
I stopped caring
Decided to fuck belonging
All I needed was me
Full of weirdness
And queerness
And all sorts of eccentricities
And then I became comfortable like that
Just weird little old me
And the strangest thing happened
I started to form a little circle
Of people who get me
Of other beings of strangeness
Like myself
And suddenly I wasn’t alone anymore
I was Priestess of the weird temple
Where true selves reign
So I live in this temple
Where the wyrd reigns
And I show others the path within
Back to themselves
About the Creator
Karen LaRue
I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!
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