i am alive, a spirited elf i am alone inside of myself i am a being, much more than one cell an amoeba nearby knows me well my body has rhythms to count endless time my mind gets distracted and can't get past nine my children born free as my lust lives and breathes they listen in time to my rantings and rhymes when they have grown wise in their mind's exercise shall they know of love as a great mourning dove will they know their voice shall they have a choice yet where in all space will there be a place to be one who drives through the time of our livesBirth sign: Pisces
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