I am like a speeding train,
through the station at night,
blowing it's whistle loudly,
I am like the yellow daisy,
surrounded by others,
in a never ending field,
I am the mouse,
scurrying through the wall,
with a piece of cheese,
I am like the wave of the ocean,
chrashing upon the beach,
with the crabs underneath,
I am like the horse,
running through the pasture,
jumping over the rocks,
I am me,
my name is katie.
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