I am trying to understand, my beautiful man
What makes you who you are.
When you are good, you are stellar
When you are bad, you are the worst.
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What indeed is it that shapes the way we are? Is it nature or nuture, all in the genes or the result of our upbringing? We are complex beings, carrying the legacy of our past into our future and affecting those with whom we interact. Your poem observes this from very close quarters and voices eloquently the feelings that result. A powerful piece, thank you June.
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What indeed is it that shapes the way we are? Is it nature or nuture, all in the genes or the result of our upbringing? We are complex beings, carrying the legacy of our past into our future and affecting those with whom we interact. Your poem observes this from very close quarters and voices eloquently the feelings that result. A powerful piece, thank you June.