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I am me
Sunday, January 27th, 2008
Ask me not why I cry
my eyes no longer wishes to see;
they have seen enough sorrow, pain
and firmly refuse to listen to me.
Ask me not how I live
fate knows of my daily struggle;
I look only to what she brings
and accepts it without a grumble.
Ask me not my name
I long since pretty plainly forgot;
I have buried it beneath the rubble
of what once was my proud heart.
Instead, ask me who I am
and I will tell it to you quite simply;
I am my unique self and no one else’s
just as God Himself created me to be.
Yldara 02281998
Found this poem among the letters I wrote to my then fiance. Just thought I’d post it, as a reminder to myself and perhaps in a way, to others as well.
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