Who I Am

I am a leaf that changes color with time, weather, and seasons,

easily affected by events and the people around me.

I am a patchwork quilt,

so many different things make up my personality and the type of person I am or strive to be.

I am imperfect,

made up with flaws, but imperfection is what should be celebrated.

All of my little quirks are what makes me who I am.

I am human,

I am....

A dreamer,

A reader,

A learner. 

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