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I Am


I am the bread and butter of the South, 

The heaven of my own life, 

I am the old and the new, for nothing new is in my life. 

I am the apple of my parents' life, or at least I wish to be. 

I am the love of my counterpart's life, whom loves me more than life itself. 

I am the one who is cherished by one, and an omen to another, but all is well. 

I am a single candle in a room of darkness, 

The light unto one's path. 

I am a traveler, one who has no purpose, and yet, seems to have all the purpose. 

I am a daydreamer, who wakes not, and dreams in the future. 

I am my own leader, who strives to make my own preferences. 

I am the different, I represent the incommensurable, the divergent. 

I am the fear of the common and the savior of the unorthodox 

I am the one who is going to cause a change, 

The one everyone wants dead, 

The one to represent all women. 

The one to prove that us women, we can change the world. 

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