I suffer I struggle,
Being a muggle,
The things that I juggle.
Poetic like Apollo,
Yet I fly solo.
I kythe,
Yet normal,
Like a mortal.
I'm as Curios,
As Alice,
Yet in command,
In my own wonderland.
I pledge myself,
To my bookshelf.
I will be the next,
To write texts,
Stories and worlds,
For all boys and girls.
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