Who am I?
The question stares
at me and the unknown
I blink…
What does it mean to exist?
My soul reddens
spitting fire
into the universe
I burn...
What does it mean to be a woman?
To fall like a cascade
to dance with the clouds
to create from dust anew
I dream in flashes
I laugh!
Beautiful
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DeleteThe poem burns. Beautiful
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