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Know What's Real
10 November, 2005
Author: Pamela O'Brien

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My age does not reflect my soul
And neither do my clothes
My figure doesn't define my humanity
Any more than my fingers & toes
My tears aren't always shed in grief
And my smiles aren't always real
But my heart is beating
And I'm still breathing
This, is what I feel...

------- Author's Notes -------

to be continued

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Meridian (64.12.116.197) -- Thursday, November 10 2005, 02:58 pm

nicely put

That's right Pam, getting older doesn't mean we stop living, an 'amorphous' figure doesn't define a person, period. Everything is self-explanatory and it's so true! I love it!
Pamela (70.65.188.81) -- Friday, November 18 2005, 08:28 pm

Meridian........

Thanks Meridian, it's nice to know that someone else understands what I am trying to say here!
 
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