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by PHOEBIX Jan 9, 2009 category : Life, society / meaning of life
I am born with a name It is not the one My parents give It is not the one A christening bestows Deep within my soul There dwells the essence Of who I am At the center of me At the center of time It lurks and lingers Waiting, waiting When will I know The name that is me As my life flows on Who am I What am I Where should I go What do I want What should I know How to understand The name that is me How will I find What I am meant to be What is my name