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Helen Keller. Content Warning.
in honor of 'Repeat Day', June 3, here's to the miracle worker, Anne Sullivan, in so many ways in the common world, there is not room to be normal. in a place where nobody is special, everyone wants to be extraordinary. where everyone hates the everyman strives to be. everyman strives to be. every man strives to be. but nobody is listening now. can't hear thunder in an echo. punishment from the pedestal on the hill. i am high and they are mighty, legendary. but i am legend. and everyman knows that every man shits and every man dies, but legends never bite the dust. they are made of ghosts, mass graves of the everyman all around me, everyman living dead inside, buried before their time. doing what Helen Keller would be if she was alive today.
By ⸘jason alan‽30 days ago in Poets
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For the longest time I walked along my own path But then our paths crossed And I knew I’d never be alone againThank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historianabout a month ago in Poets