Thus it was written
Thus it was written, the shadows would be my only comfort
Thus it was written that the shadows would be my only comfort in life. for I have tried to be in the world as other's are, but i could not stand the pain.


The pain of knowing that other's thought I was less than them, when I was equal if not better. I learned a very painful lesson about life.


Thus it was written the shadows would be my only comfort.







As it is written, I was driven from the world of civilization. I was thrown into the waiting arms of Nature, as I was cast from the world of man. For I was not wanted there, though I was given no reason as to why. I do not understand people, nor do I think I ever will. For people think that they can hold sway over you, and when you resist, they cast you aside. Thus it was written I was driven from the world of civilization, and into the arms of Nature.



Thus it was written I was driven from civilization







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