Poetry

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I fell and failed,

I whispered I yelled,

I loved and won,

I’m one of one,

I paid my dues,

I’m a travelling recluse,

A sharp mine that I misuse,

Sheltered and abused,

I’m this and I’m that,

I’m always me wherever I am at….

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