I
I
am like
the tree,
so big.
To none
am i hid,
I
am like
the moon
at night.
My other
side never
in sight.
I
am like
the mocking
bird. Never
considered
but always
heard.
I
am like
the sky,
so blue.
But also
filled with
shades
and hues.
I
am like
myself,
so bold.
Never shall
I be untold
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