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I am independent and kind.
I wonder if I’m real or part of a dream.
I hear the engine of a harly.
I see a valley on a mountain.
I want to be a poker pro.
I am independent and kind.
I imagine me hunting the biggest elk of my life.
I feel joy when I’m with friends.
I touch the poker chips.
I worry that I won’t see my sisters.
I cry at the thought of losing my grandpa.
I am independent and kind.
I understand that if you don’t chase after something you lose it.
I say if you try you succeed.
I hope that I make it past 40.
I am independent and kind.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
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