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HUMAN
I’m not perfect, nor will I ever be
I’ll never be what others expect of me
yes, I’m a slob and I hate to cook
I can sit for hours, lost in a book
I have a job, but if given the choice
I’d love to make a living sharing my voice
My words are my comfort, my weapon, my shield
to share them helps me continue to heal
To express myself, work through my emotions
my stupid mistakes, sometimes fleeting devotions
I’m just like you, only human after all
I’m sure to stumble; sure to trip and fall...
Copyright 2006 CL Music
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