I am history, a lineage, kingdoms and families
I am a cry in the dark, a shadow lurking beneath broken dreams
I am selfish. I am shackled
I am the tragedy of modern society
I am a constant battle, a competition, a race
Yet, I am hopeful
I am more than a grade, more than a simple number, a soul in slumber
I am cold, hungry, stressed
Yet I am bold, ready, though pressed, silent
I am a trumpet blast, high above the clouds
I am selfless, joyful and jubilant
I
am actively passive and passively active
I
am none, yet all
I
am a prayer
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