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She had blue skin And so did he. He kept it hid And so did she. They searched for blue Their whole life through, Then passed right by - And never knew.

I love this. The first time I had my heart broken my Mom gave me an old newspaper clipping of this poem.

It's called conscience...you did not get it from "survival of the fittest" or chaos. It was ordered into each and every one of us.

Don't be shy to take advice from those who know what they are talking about, or you will never develop that voice, but you also need to make your own experiences and help someone else find their voice.

Shel Silverstein - The Voice - one of my all time favorites.

♥ One of my favorite Shel Silverstein poems An example of a very simple poem that could get very deep..

I pinned this because I was reading it thinking "Oh my gosh, I love this. I totally live this poem." And then it ended and I laughed out loud cause I still agree with it completely in an entirely different way

~Shel Silverstein~ Don't hide who you really are. Good message.