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I am


I am the sun, the stars and everything in between I am the bird that flies away, with a promise to return I am the thought in your head, the one that knows, Knows what you regret, and what you’re proud of I am the first time you wrote your name In that toy cluttered classroom in kindergarten That first time you connected the dots to form your identity And spent the rest of your life, figuring out what it is I am your first steps when you were 11 months old With dad running around to get the video camera The smile you gave to your parents that said “look what I did!” And they encouraged you and praised you, Like it wasn’t something that everyone else did I am the tears in your eyes when you see Why and what and how and when Is this life, or maybe an illusion Like the ones with never ending stairs Never ending dreams, Never ending Me
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great way to define yourself through metaphors great job in expressing your poem keep writing-im a power poetry mentor

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