Defined
Age does not define me
Nor does size, color, race or belief
I am who I am
I am beautiful
Everything I touch or see becomes
Part of me
As it changes and transforms me
From the inside
This is what defines me
You cannot say why
But when you see me again after all this time
You know that I am different
Still beautiful
But now, richer somehow
More complex
I’m living life
And breathing it all in
Taking chances, hungry for experience
This is the definition of me
You only write once!
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