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Who I Am

March 25, 2019 newspaper Poetry

I’m the psychologist. The random person. The stranger that listens.

 

I am the whisper in the night, the shadow in the day, and the fear of fright.

 

I am the haunting dream, the whisper in the ear that says “you can do it, I know you can”.

 

I am the music box, or not. The clumsy ballerina that tries to spin in a full circle, full stop.

 

I am earth, wind, fire and sun.

 

 

Poem by: Sara Rebeca Palacios

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