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Somebody

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I don't know who I am any more: a writer, an activist a lover of Truth? I used to take pictures and I was good at it I called myself a photographer And once I was a barista sligning espresso like I'd been born for it I showed promise of a powerful career as a film maker Imagining myself on the red carpet being photographed and receiving accolades for helping to preserve our precious wildlife There were dreams to be a business catalyst moving forward fresh, eco-friendly entrepreneurs to help green the world and make money doing it. She badly wanted to be somebody Somebody who mattered Someone wanted it so badly. Who was that? Now, slowly releasing this burden of needing to be somebody. it no longer fits it was never mine and it's been too heavy for too long.