I am.

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I AM.
I am the whistling wind breezing through a valley of forgotten
flowers..
I am the rebelious one that doesnt follow all the trends..
I am your fears, hopes, and dreams..
Clustered together all into one..
I am the nightmare, on the edge of insanity..
I am the ever faithful dream, even if it may not seem..
I am the one you and your group dare to insult from afar..
And as the dreams spread wide and far,
And everyone has their fun,
I am the one who sulks alone under the hot rays of the
sun..
And even as I catch my breath, I am not yours to guess..
As all the idle lies and threats,
Are slowly forgotten and put to rest..
I will remember always, and I hope you will too..
I am what I am, and I did not ask you..
Cierra Loop
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(did this in 7th grade.)