Somewhere I learned who I am

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I learned somewhere

That Men cannot fly.

I learned somewhere

That Men were not bred for peace.

I learned somewhere

That I could not change.

I learned somewhere

That fate could not be challenged.

I learned somewhere.

That to believe without doubting was wrong,

That to just know things because someone told me so

Was not knowledge.

So I ran away.

I ran to where truth was not taken for granted.

I ran to where knowledge is not given.

I ran to learn who I am.

I was taught in the art of writing.

I was taught in the art of dancing.

I was taught in the art of knowledge.

I was taught in the art of thinking.

Through time,

I learned how to be at peace,

I learned how to be me.

Somewhere, I learned that life is not granted.

Somewhere, I learned I can fly

So I flew away

Somewhere...

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