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Jan 2018
I am not, nor will I ever be, reduced to what they think that I ”should” be.

So much more than the simple fragments they attempt to pick and choose for me.

I am courage and resilience.

I am the calm and the storm.

Woman.

Dreamer.

Creator.

Healer.

Unshakable.

The sun, the moon & the stars.

Every color imaginable.

Every whisper, every breeze, every raindrop.

Every note strummed from the guitar.

The light.

The dark.

The love.

Mystery and magic eternally etched upon my heart.

Everything you attempt to disregard.

Undeniably worthy.

I am wild.

I am beautiful.

I am free.
J Roman
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