A complicated individual, Incapable of being comprehended. Why is that? Who am I? Unique is what I am. One of God's fallen angels. Put on this Earth to learn, to educate, To become one with the human soul. This soul, who I am, Is one below and above all. You see, what I am is what I choose to be. And what I choose to be is what I have Loved to become, nothing written above, But only myself. And this I stress, nothing less and nothing more, This is what I am.
Reason for writing:
The reason for this poem is only to express my unique individuality.
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