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I Am

I Am. I have no need to be Enveloped in hypocrisy, Or write a novel, climb a tree, Or contemplate a bumblebee. There is no benefit for me To finding the square root of 3, Or calculating the number phi To digit three-hundred-thirty-three. I only feel the need to be The me that I was meant to be. I’ll find a way to just be free, And settle down and simply Be.
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Jul 10, 2012
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