((Ontario International Poetry Slam 2012/ preliminary bout #3))
i'm subtle
a mouse
you won't know i'm here
til i squeak
til i peak
i want to reach the top
i am close
i dont have the joy of riches
in my hands
slipping loonies through my fingers
but i can run my hands through my hair
feel golden
i am true to myself
i will stay true to myself
/genuine
/sweet
/kind
/daughter
You... I'm so proud and happy that you're you. I wouldn't have wished to meet anything other than what you were when I met you. You..
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