Unknown Not Only To Myself
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Shalom Freedman
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I am not what I once was
And I am not what I will be
I am what I once was
And I am what I will be
I know who I am
And I will never know
Who I really am
If anyone-
All these games of words with myself
Yield now to the simple moving of my fingers
As I write these lines
And does it matter
Will it ever really matter
That even now I am unknown
Writing these words?
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