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Jan 2015
Oh honey, my words cannot explain to you all that I am, for the blood in my veins is always evolving.
I am what has happened to me and all that has yet to take place.
I am the voices of the past, present, and future.
I am the faces of everyone I've met, and those I've yet to know.
I am the miles I've ran and the points I've scored.
I am the oxygen I breathe and the carbon I release.

Who am I? Baby I am everything. As Walt Whitman once said...

"I am large...I contain multitudes"
1.1.15.
Alyssa Rose
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Alyssa Rose
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