Identity

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By Rachel SteinmetzPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Sometimes, I dream of the day

when being ME

will be enough of an

identity to live on.

When I won't need to

paint myself in flags

to find my soul

in meaning.

Where getting beaten

for a fight of rights

will be a waste of time and energy

because I'll bea free man inside.

When if they ask me if

I'm a republican or democrat

or a Zionist or anti- Zionist

all I'll answer is...

I'm ME and I love it!

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