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i am fourteen years old. i am not who i am by manifestation. i am brewed by those who know me, those who love me, those who knew me. i am not big enough. i am not listened enough. but i know i am smart enough. strong enough. ready enough. i belong. yes, i am but of fourteen years of age. but i do not forget that i am shaped by many mouths. many ears, many noses, and many hands. i keep up with those of elder. i am a keeper of secrets and lies and betrayals of manipulation. i do not doubt my own antics and anticipations. my spirit and my soul are not purified. however, my heart is shared within all. a bit, by bit to those of others. and a little something extra to whoever wants it. i am only fourteen years of age. and i am a volume of blessings, blood, and beliefs, more than i am a person
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 5:06 PM UTC
i am fourteen years old
i am fourteen years old. i am not who i am by manifestation. i am brewed by those who know me, those who love me, those who knew me. i am not big enough. i am not listened enough. but i know i am smart enough. strong enough. ready enough. i belong. yes, i am but of fourteen years of age. but i do not forget that i am shaped by many mouths. many ears, many noses, and many hands. i keep up with those of elder. i am a keeper of secrets and lies and betrayals of manipulation. i do not doubt my own antics and anticipations. my spirit and my soul are not purified. however, my heart is shared within all. a bit, by bit to those of others. and a little something extra to whoever wants it. i am only fourteen years of age. and i am a volume of blessings, blood, and beliefs, more than i am a person
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Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 5:06 PM UTC
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