23

I think turning 23 is the birthday that I have thought about the most.  I've dreaded it.  I've looked forward to it.  I've imagined it for far too long.  What would it be like to be 23?  Even though I think you feel about the same, no matter what age you are.  Yes, sometimes you …

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Who I Am

Look me up But not in a dictionary Because Merriam Webster's got nothing on me I cannot be defined I don't fit into a mold I'm not something you can fold Up so neatly that I'll fix in a box And I'm going to stop hiding in my hole like a fox I am gifted …

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