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From Nowhere

I came from land of nowhere My history is a silent mystery I look in the mirror to find a resemblance But all around me I see a difference I was found in a bundle all wrapped up and curled I wonder about the woman who brought me into the world Tears well up into my eyes When I think I was left on the roadside It is a miracle I have survived But to know what? The truth about my life? I hope that when I am done with this earth I’ll meet up with God and the one who gave me birth.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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