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Jul 2011
"I am who I am. Before this jury I stand.
I think therefore I am. I am something great – something grand.
If you are you and I am me
Why, then, can you not see?
That I am who I am; I can not change.
I can only be so odd, so strange
As you are to me.

Alas, who is that hanging from that tree?"
Written 2009
Written by
Courtney Nelms
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