I am not one

My identity is not one thing 
I am not one 
I find the very notion insulting
I am an amalgamation of every person who loves and hates 
I am my parents in ways I treasure and dread
I am the grandma I never got to meet and the grandpa who left too soon
I am the little girl I was and the woman I will become
My identity is not one thing 
I will not be one 
I am the places I've touched 
I am the lilac walls of my childhood
The stage where I bathe in creativity 
I am the bench in the Colorado woods where i left my tears fall
I am the home where my most precious memories live
My identity is not one thing
I am greater than one 
I am passion
I am grief
I am creativity
I am every emotion I  have have and will soon encounter
My identity is not one thing and to suggest such is to erase all that I am   
I am not singular 
I refuse to be one
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