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3/10/16 A poem about trying to be me against the odds

Skeins of myself

drawn and wound 

pulled from out of nothing,

from somewhere other,

into these words...

 

Such a task to gather it in

all that me 

out there, known but separate. 

Like an island broken away from

the continental shelf. 

 

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