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Identity


Identity

Born a child full of questions and wonders,

Grown a child a roof I was under,

Taught a child to write and talk,

But if did wrong then walk the walk,

Pre-school, Primary School, High School,

But homework sucked me down a whirlpool,

Now in year 7 playing football,

And making a fish lose its eyeball,

But now it’s time to prepare,

For my teenage affair.  

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MeloanMan
<p>I know there is some coding in my poems so just scroll to the end to find the real poem. -MeloanMan</p>

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