I have been made
Into what I am
Oh that again
Having to keep up
W/
Who
I am
Going to
Become!
When it has come up
In the past
Differations always took on
The likeness of me.
Not ever
Not having
A place
To be put
As we are ever evolving
With one another to be come
Just we.
No longer I am
Never was
Forever I was made
To be
Who
I am.
Of my past.
Bringin’ the future.
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