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I Am.

Today I am a flower
When yesterday I was a breeze
Tomorrow I'll be a mystery
While right now I am the key

To my friends I am a stampede
To my peers I am a sheep
To my parents I am a willow tree
To my enemies I am a creep

You can call me a ferocious ocean
I can call myself a sea
You can call me a wilting rose
But today I am just me



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