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Words

there is no point in understanding
who i am behind my words
for i am
my words.

there is no screen masking my silhouette
there is no pseudonym that hides me
i am what i say
for i am
my words.

my complexion, my race
my gender, my sexuality
build into nothing more---
creating no deeper me
beyond my words

i am
my words

i swear upon every syllable
i utter and know
it is in the marriage of each sound
that i declare my history,
my present and my future.
For my word is truth


my words
am.



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