January 11, 2012
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I spread my wings and fall down, down, down I go into the black hole.
My destination is unknown.
But do I stop?
I follow the beaten path until I am satisfied.
I am a bird with no song. I am lost. For what am I searching for? love? hope? friendship?
I am looking for myself. my identity.
Who am I?
I am her.
I am him.
I am them on the surface but what am I underneath?
What you are is what you feel.
So who am I?
I am she.
She who is fearless.

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