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Jun 2011
I learned
that I think like others do.
Many
many others.
Even from times and places
far in the past.

I feel unique
how can this be
I thought I was special.

I am.
We are
all so very special
so unique
so individual
so the same.

Common threads
holding tight
despite the chasms between.
What a beautiful thing.

So free...

to be ME.
Tianna Elise Lind
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