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Aug 2015
When i was born i was a ripe flower.
My peddles stuck out with pride.
Each one with its own corks and happiness.
I grew and grew.
Then the world happened.
It made me change who i was and wanted to be.
It made me say things a certain way so i wouldn't stand out.
Cause standing out was wrong.
It made me dress how i should.
It made me watch myself.
It made me watch not to be the goofy happy funny person i wanted to be.
because i wasn't allowed.
Society made me.
The world made me shed and made me become something I'm not.
it made me become you.
It made me become human.
Mollee Nelson
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Mollee Nelson  "Earth"
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