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Me, Myself and I
By
Alice C. Bateman
Somewhere in these caverns
Maybe I’ll find me
Somewhere between the rock walls
And the river to the sea
The rock walls are the hurting
The walls I’ve built with pain
All the pretty colors
Are the hues that I have gained
Because the pain has strengthened
Has polished, molded me
As troubles join the river
And drift away to sea
Somewhere between the rock walls
And the hidden, far-off sky
I’ll try to find the disparate parts
Of me, myself, and I
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