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Who Am I

I gaze into the mirror,  
I contemplate the sky.  
Looking down the meadow,  
Where blooming flowers lie.  
 
I stroll through life-filled streets,  
Feeling the seasons, loving dear ones.  
I do, I act, I move,  
Yet, who am I when the day is done?  
 
Is it just this body, or something more?  
In this endless quest, I ponder,  
Relevance of self or just zest,  
A wondering soul in a boundless yonder.
Written by PleasingDragon
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Author's Note
In "Who Am I," I invite you to join me on a reflective journey through the meadows of introspection. This piece explores the timeless question of identity and the intricate dance between self-awareness and the external world. As we navigate the streets filled with life and seasons, let's ponder together the essence of existence and the curious quest for understanding the 'I' within. May these verses resonate with your own contemplations and stir the echoes of self-discovery.
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