Sometimes I could pretend to dance among the stars

Dive deep underwater and swim with the creatures in the depths of the sea

Sometimes I could pretend to fly with the bees

Hold my own hipping and hopping through the meadows with bunnies and know that I made sense there

I could create a story where I was a chameleon, ever-changing

Ever embodying new skin

To blend in to wherever I’d go

To feel safe

I could shed skins like a snake

Hold my breath like a loon

Fly like an eagle

See in the night time like an owl

Swooping through the misty forest

Sometimes I could pretend that I was everything but me

And mostly I’d always remember that I was everything,

And me

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