Finding Identity

April 2, 2010
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"Who am I grandma?" I asked her.
And this is what she said

"Let me tell you a story, a story about finding Identity," she said.

"We start back in the eighties
A mixed up time
the weather was overcast with unease
Was had claimed teams miles and miles wide"
"That year, I found Identity inside, in the kitchen," she said.

"Then the nineties hit
The weather was clear with a hint of sunshine
Women, mothers, and daughters of every color, the work bug bit
Mars no longer was the only star, Venus too shined"
"That day, I found Identity, outside, between the cracks of the street," she said.

"Today Identity has found me
Identity found me at home, inside once more
Now that you know my story, go find Identity," she said.

So, I walked to the corner of Find Street and sought my answer
That moment, I found Identity between a pen and some paper, inside and out.

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