So this poem is actually the first ever piece of writing written by me. I found it in an old note book. This is the very start of me.
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Through the heaven,
I am of only eleven,
I am someone
who's friends are only by name,
they thought I am lame,
they thought I am a stalk,
as dumb as a rock,
although, they were smaller than me,
I couldn't grow that big...