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TIM CANTOR
A Thousand Means
Tim Cantor, 2004
I watched this child crisscross from personality to personality
From day to day.
By hour
By minute
A laugh, a look, a process of thought,
A certain word that might come forth in a certain tone…
depending on the company of that certain person
And as this child grew
The characters that she played seemed to burn away
One by one
Until that day
She came to be
Her very own self
With her very own laugh, her very own look, her very own thoughts.
From day to day
By hour
By minute
A thousand decisions are decided
And in every one, we become more distinct
Until that one day
We become complete
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