I am a bear,
like that one in a.a. milne—where his stuffing was filled
with heart and a bit of naivety.
like that one in a.a. milne—where his stuffing was filled
with heart and a bit of naivety.
I am a tree,
like that one in harry potter—who hits back when bothered
but protects the beast in need.
like that one in harry potter—who hits back when bothered
but protects the beast in need.
I am a orphan,
like that one in the gables—who invites all to her table
but feels a bit unseen.
like that one in the gables—who invites all to her table
but feels a bit unseen.
I am a wrinkle
like that one with Meg—my temper is a powder keg
but I’m rescuing at lightning speed.
like that one with Meg—my temper is a powder keg
but I’m rescuing at lightning speed.
I am the author
Of my own destiny
Of my own legacy
Of my own reality.
which I invite you to read.
And maybe
together
we can be
Like that one—where we save humanity.
together
we can be
Like that one—where we save humanity.
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