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I am a child.
I am all the things of my past.
I am the eyes of my mother.
I am the mind of my father.

I am all I see.
Fish, darting in the water like arrows.
A kite flying high in the air.
The trunk of an one hundred year old tree.

I am all I hear.
The piercing shriek of an eagle.
The wind whistling though the trees.

I am all I feel.
The loneliness with no friends.
The excitment on an adventure.
The firce joy when I win a fight.

I am all I taste.
The sweetness of a berry.
The lovely taste of chocolate melting on my tongue.

I am all that I am taught.
That 3x7=21.
How to read a book.
How to play cards.

I am all I think.
What is death really?
And when does and eternity end?

I am a caterpilliar, and these things make my cocoon. But one day I'll bite my way out, because I am the woman of the future.

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~ Blind courage is another way to say stupidity.


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