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I am.

I am a hippie, not the 'queen bee'
I am a sparrow lost at sea
I am a sailor finally touching the tops of trees.
I am just a hipper no longer believing in meat

I am a pair of beaten and worn out converse
~The show loved and yet forgotten
I am not and never will be jordans or nike's.
Maybe fur boots for stomping!
Maybe simple flats for tiring days.

I am a crown made of leafs, hiddein in the blinding beauty of rose's
I am the dandelion, pretty and easy to disperse.
I know a tiara by the name of 'sweet'
I am not she

I am a glass of water at a bar
A local rebel and the cause of an ongoing war
I am the painting left untouched.
The wonder girl, flower power child left forgetten and yet loved

I am a hippie and not the queen be
and,
I am exactly who I've always wanted to be




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