Who Am I

Am I             
 
        A past conditioning, well-etched in my mind, my very being, 
 
      Shall I say a hope, a future reconstruction?  
     Always envisioning, but never realizing, desires that cannot become what they are meant to be. 
 
  Those who continue to change will together create such memories, hopes and desires into unimaginably wonderful works of art and all feelings will bond together forever. 
 
    I wish to be the work of art that will satisfy myself in the end. So even when I still bring out the colours, the true picture of me is still forming. 
 
  This is one. The first step before nearly all the rest of the sentences are completed
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