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Full Poem:


Often times I ask myself, just who the Hell am I, 

  And deep within a voice calls out, “why Marcus, you’re the guy!”

  How quickly then my pride steps forth to tell his boastful tale, 

  And cover up all tangible signs that I could actually fail.

  Then the thought occurs to me that in the end it’s all my choice

  And I start to recognize the strength I have in releasing my own voice...” 

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