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I Am Me


I am me I am not extraordinary I am from a small home In a paper town where things are only temporary. I believe in a lot And I get my heart broken But that's what makes me stronger What makes me a token. I am an ant Among buildings the size of trees I am flawed That's what makes me, me. I have hopes Unimaginable dreams But life moves me Like the wind with leaves. I am different Unique and strange I am growing Like the words on my page. I believe in miracles Perfect timing Unmistakable happenings Life is rising. I am climbing life Like a bug on a tree I am not extraordinary I am me.
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