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I came into this world
With no stories
Suddenly
Eyes seared by the light
Lungs burning on their first
Inhale
And as my eyes adjusted
To the light
As my stomach adjusted
To the ebb and flow
Of feeling hungry and full
I told myself my first story
That what I see is what is
That what I feel is what is
That those who care for me
Always are
And always will be
I came into this world with no stories
And over time, stories were told to me
Stories of how life should be
Who I am
Who you are
What it means to be free
And I built my house on the sand
Made up of grains of a million stories
There was no other way
Stories were all that was given to me
There is no rock to build upon
All is sand
And it is only in the stripping away
The loss
That the sand is blown away
Along with the house we loved
That the sand is blown away
And we finally see
The rock
I came into the world with no stories
And I pray
That is how I will leave