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I am I

The swell of a new wave approaches and how beautiful it feels, rising in my chest.

I see you, world, and I tell you: I need not change, though I do baffle you so.

I need not shift to suit your understanding of reality.

I am I. Not a broken shard of perfect life.

I hear them speak labels.

Labels I am beyond.

I see their eyes of confusion; confusion arises only upon expectations unmet.

Expect nothing of me and I shall be the rainbow of life I am here to be.

Expect of me a lie and I must decline.

For I am only I.

I see as only I see.

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