I am from loneliness
from secrets and darkness
i am from tears that sting my face
while flowing down my sharp chocolate skin
i am from a geyser
with a single leaf drifting in its presence
I am from snow
from coldness and plasmum
i am from mold
creeping up my frozen stone walls
i am from a butterfly bush
and the sweet flower
which sings with such beauty
as if my own voice
I am from my sole
a personality of many kinds
swaying over pastures
flying over my past
entering my future
i am from my life
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