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k a l o n

k a l o n

(n.) beauty that is more than skin-deep

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I am not

the bad memories

or the people who broke my heart

or the ways I failed

I am not

the long days

or the tiredness of my soul

or the frustration

I am not

the mistakes I make

or the losses I take

or the situation I'm in

I am

the love I show

and the opinions I hold

and the way I treat people

I am

the heavy sighs

and the low breaths

and the breathy whispers

I am

the laughter that bursts out of me unintentionally

and the smile I don't realize is on my face

and the tears that pool in my eyes unbidden

I am

the intentions I have

and the actions I choose

I am not the things that are done to me. I am the things I do.