I'm not a part of a country
I'm not a part in a party
I'm my own revolution
I'm a strong woman
I'm the hurricane
I'm the grain
I'm the question
I'm the inception
Nobody knows who really am I
NEITHER DO I
But I don't give a damn
and I don't cry
I dance with my soul
I respect everyone even the foul
I'm swimming in time
not knowing where I would find the rhyme
but maybe I will find it with you
please notice this note
this was a self talking to a mirror
and always know that
there will always be trial and error
go out young lady
and be a joy spreader
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Beyond The World.
PoetryBeyond the noise of the world there's a stairway leading to the basement of a fantastic world.