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This is an old poem about me. Or who I used to be.
Submitted:Jul 29, 2009 Reads: 92 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
Who am I now?
It is I,
The quiet one.
Silently loud.
It is I,
The sarcastic one.
Almost cruel.
It is I,
The calm one.
Peaceful chaos.
It is I,
The thoughtful one.
Silver mist.
It is I,
The aware one.
Lost...lost...
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