Poem -

Fitting

Shapeshifting slipping slowly loosing who I was, to this shape I shall escape until I feel uncomfortable again, my identity is always on a limb, odds are slim that I will become someone!

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Linda Lank

ITS NEVER TOO LATE TO ACCOMPLISH WHAT YOU WANT IN LIFE
TAKE IT FROM ME I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD BE A POETESS
AND THE LORD ALMIGHTY CAN WORK MIRACLES LINDA

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.Rob

Thank you 

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