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Smoke Screen

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I am a child sometimes; even though I'm 42

I am a daughter, a cousin, a niece

I've been strong and I've been weak

I am a heart that clings to hope and faith

A soul that still sings "Amazing Grace"

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I am afraid and I am brave

I am alive with passion and promise

I am dying with each passing moment

I am sincere while I wear a phony smile

I am warm and I am cold

A tear falls down without a sound

While I laugh and smile

Resisting the urge to cry

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I am patient and I am impulsive

Passionate and mellow

Happy and sad

Gloomy & Glad

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I am the wind, blowing through the distance

Alive with furious imitations of a dance

Determined to bring delight

Through the dismal insight

Into a apathetic life

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I am the craving for imagination

The yearning for intuition

The seed of change

And the resistance

To any alteration

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I am the one who writes letters

That are torn up and burned

Never read by their recipient

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2008 by Regina Hill

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