came to me from somewhereI can't rememberwhere or whosome things I recallare from famous peoplebut its not famethat made itnot wealthso when I add my nameto a poem or a letterI cannot say I created it.Everything come from somewhereother than my own mindeven if the words moved meto write them in one place.After hearing the words"you'll never amount to anything"I thought I would amount tothe voice of griefthen cross out the wordsthat hurt that are harshloud to dominate the momentthen soon realized it was impossibleand the older I got the more I learnedI didn't have to amount to anythingbeyond kind, caring and human.
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