The Playing Field

The Playing Field

A Poem by Jared
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Thank you.

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                What are you?
What am I?
Are you me?
Am i you?
Is there anything different?
Are we all just 
the same clay
shaped differently?

No
we are not.
For the differences are
what make us
who we are.
But there
is
something we all are.
We are all players on this great field.
We are contestants in this show
We are  fish in this sea.
We  were
we  are
we will always be
Contestants.

© 2010 Jared


Author's Note

Jared
Well........YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO! :)

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