A Bucket

March 26, 2010
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Beliefs are strange.
I mean, how do we know they are entirely our own?
and not the product of society, family, friends
what was and what has been?
I guess that's what adolescence is for.
To step out of the mold and see if you like what you feel.
And if not, well let's hope you're handy with clay.

Quick! Before it hardens! And you're permanently stuck
not knowing who you are.

Lucky I've got a bucket of water on hand.

Do you?

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