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by Monique Rardin Richardson

Who am I?

A question I ask daily.


Who do I want to be?

That's easier to answer.


I want to be the moonshine

bright each night, a sun full of warmth

and aglow, an ocean calm and enduring,

the air free and open, and a radiant star

twinkling with magic.


Then I realize I am.

We're made of the same,


            and I skate

                        across the floor


                                                   I can be more.

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