An acrostic poem I composed at around five in the morning the other night after struggling with a bout of insomnia. All is five by five, with the exception of the extra verse, which seemed more finalizing than the initial quote. Hopefully it turned out a little better than that would make it sound, ha ha! Just a bit of what the fandom means to me personally, and also on a more universal level, the wonderful joy it has to offer.

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Fostering our freedoms ever anew
United against bigotry and hatred
Reality holds not our chains
Realizing we possess unlimited hearts
Yet are never done fighting

Frolic upon beautifully wild planes
Unearthing secrets Society keeps hidden,
Rending down spirit into monotony:
“Rid yourselves of gross stupidities!”
Youthful, we shake our heads

Fools have only broken mirrors,
Upending virtuous dreams in spite,
Ridiculing love where its truthful,
Reviling always highest creative pleasures,
Yearning inside for meaning secretly

Fulfillment needn’t come with instructions;
Unfold instead our gossamer wings,
Refined beyond measure however dreamlike,
Recalling childhood from dusty shelves.
Yelling loud in joyous privilege!

Forever sweeping across the highways,
Unafraid to lose our way,
Respecting each other for ourselves,
Rejecting the templates for acceptance,
“Yes… join, laugh, dance, explore!”

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