Identity

I am what I was a born to be,

A human to the core,

Raised to survive,

Nurtured to care,

to love,

to live,

to enjoy.

 

I am one,

but many are a part of me.

Others can imitate,

but never duplicate,

who I am.

 

I am the product of what I have witnessed,

what I had to endure,

the details don't matter,

everyone has their own story to tell,

I choose to tell my own through others.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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