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I Am Me.


I feel the eyes staring, watching I hear the voices giggling, whispering Their words lay on my shoulders like tons of bricks trying to bring me down. I won't let them, For I am much stronger than any of them think. They can throw their sticks and stones. They can pile their bricks on my back. I won't pay attention to a single one. I am strong. I am unique. I can change the world. I can change it with the words I speak and the poems I write. I am me. And I am ready to conquer the world.
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