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What's My Name?


At this very moment,

my name is Tranquil.

My real name sounds

like the taste

of old chalk.

 

I prefer to be called

Freedom

in the sun,

and turn into 

Blinding Rain

on mondays.

 

I am constantly known

as Arizona Dust

from the wanderlust in

my heart.

 

When I eat the clouds,

please call me

Rhythmic Breeze.

When I run 

through the night,

call me Esther.

 

The mountains 

know me as

Fire Storm,

but I know

I am 

Carefree.

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