Age does not define me

Nor does size, color, race or belief

I am who I am

I am beautiful

Everything I touch or see becomes

Part of me

As it changes and transforms me

From the inside

This is what defines me


You cannot say why

But when you see me again after all this time

You know that I am different

Still beautiful

But now, richer somehow

More complex

I’m living life

And breathing it all in

Taking chances, hungry for experience


This is the definition of me

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