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Aug 2010
I recall when,
I felt like nothing,
in anything at all.
I was a shoe,
without a foot.
Never anywhere,
did I ever stay put.
But now, somehow.
I feel so right,
like a owl at night.
I found where I belong,
a place I can know,
all along this was it.
Now I'm a man,
with a face to show.
Written by
Adam Mathieu
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