A.M. Ream Poetry · Poetry · Writing from 2014 to 2015

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I always wondered what was wrong with me,

that if I could figure out what made me so different

from everyone else, then I could be happy.

Then I met you, and you helped me see

that all this time, there was nothing wrong

with me at all.

 

–December 4, 2015

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