Me! Me! Me!
Hello, World,
I'm me.
Whose me?
I'm a she.
I walk with a little limp,
but still I have grace.
I am as intricate as lace...
yet to most I'm just another face.
Yes, I mumble when I speak.
Oh so shy.
Why can't I
just say what's on my mind.
A basket of emotions:
mad,
sad,
glad...
Glad to be here.
Grateful to be.
Not just anybody.
Nobody is like me.
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