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This is Who I Am
Cradled by a page, walking the ink lines
Dancing through the words
On my own, all together now
Speaking by a letter
Singing by the word
Your eyes watch me
Hear the beat of my heart
The music of movement
Flows through every nerve
So long as my heart resides in its bone prison
Let me feel this way