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Monday, 22 April 2013

Being Me


Being Me

I find it hard I was doubting,
Especially after this outing.
But this conversation,
Full of motivation,
To create and be me.

With the stars bright above,
No judgement, just love.
The respect of these fellas.
Intellectuals, not dwellers.
Letting me be me.

The roads they are thin,
Quite rough and winding,
But they keep us close knit.
Could this really be it,
I'm allowed to be me?

By J. Barrett

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