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Me
I can be ****,  
like a lemon—  
an acquired taste.  

I can be cold like ice,  
or sharp like glass.  

I can be bright like the sun,  
or dark like a storm.  
I am all of these,  
but never at the same time.
Karen Browner
Written by
Karen Browner  F/Wahington, DC
(F/Wahington, DC)   
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