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Creators of Me (Poem)


The moondust created me,
Giving me the form I take.
The wisdom of Athena has filled thy mind,
Giving me the ability to help those who have awaken.
The songs from the woodchimes create my voice and soul,
Making me sound like a tiny tadpole.
Each of these are the creators of me,
They rule over my physical form,
They rule over my soul,
They rule over my mind,
They are without a doubt me.

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