Who Am I?
Skin.
And beneath that, muscles.
Nerves and vessels move between.
Blood flows.
Heart pumps.
Legs and arms flex and relax.
But is that me?
Smiles, frowns, wrinkled brows.
Laughter echoes.
Winks, blinks, eyelash flutters.
Ears listen.
But is that me?
Passion flares.
Excitement rises.
Mouth talks.
Eyes sparkle.
This is me.
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