I am
Who am I?
A question asked so many times before
No dictionary contains any word to answer this unknown
I cannot be defined
I am a symphony whose melodies are complex and concurrent throughout the day
I am the steam that rises from the dark sewers after being held to stay
I am the wind that howls when the world is silent
I am crack in a voice right before someone cries
I am a whirlpool of emotions all clustered into art
Like a Van Gogh painting
I am everything and nothing
I am me
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