This, I Am

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I was cut out of my mother's womb

A sharp, straight, deep cut

Pulled me out from comfort

Into chaos and uncertainty

 

I searched for my place

In a place where I felt strong but not fitting

On my own I did

What my soul led me to do

 

What others did, I chose my way

Standing high and sure

I've always known

And set my eye on it

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