The Complicated Me
I am a lily, simply elegant, yet complexly rooted to the earth.
I am a butterfly, landing for leisure, yet plundering for a mission.
I am a cloud, wispy and white as an old woman’s hair, yet as strong as the wail from a newborn babe.
I am me, quiet and shy as the mouse hiding in the corner, yet as passionate and caring as a newlywed couple.

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