I am
who I am
created in love
raised in adversity
and a seeking
for knowledge
and truth
and beauty
and always hope
imagining each learning
in the bone and marrow
that is me
and in the blood
that courses my routes
I was suckled
in my own heritage to give me pride
I was shunned
to give me strength
and touched deeply
on occasion
by those who fed my need
to absorb and grasp
always reaching higher
I have found I still have
infallible areas of vulnerability
pierced by love and its hurts
plastered heavily in pain
still I can say
I am
who I am
even in change
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