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Sometimes I think
I dream
I aspire to be
A better me than everybody thought I would be
I try
I cry
I break down to ground asking how i will change this time
Gaining focus
Gaining hope
Gaining faith that he will assist on this journey to find me
To cure me
To take me and recreate me
Shape me
Mold me
Into this ideal woman that I yearn to be
That I yearn to see
I yearn to have the mind body and soul
to grow into this
To show that I am this
I am that
I am her
I am SHE
I am ME
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