I am
I am
I am torn between what this world is and what this world seems
I am broken
Broken over feelings, insecurities, desolation
I am chained
Chained by what I wish I was and who I really am
I am lost
I am hungry
I am searching
Now I am running
Across white sand through a rich green forest
I become fluent with the world around me
Now I am leaping, now I am running, people are watching
I am running on a street, in a city, in a moment
Encrypted in history
I am dancing
I am singing
People are turning
I am beautiful
I am free
This moment, this feeling
This ambiguous joy
This is life
This is Love
This is God
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