When I step into my long silk robe, I’m stepping like royalty. Royalty yes that’s me. My color is purple. It doesn’t take a genius to know that I am so subtle. Like the glistening in my eyes the light shine through, I am fearfully and wonderfully made yes this is true. I used to color everything purple in my youth, my teacher said I would be famous guess there was some truth. Although everyday I try to do my best, sometime my best still gets put to the test. My destiny still awaits my entering in. I will not rest until my book comes to an end. I go and put on my long silk robe you see, to go out there and be the best part of me.
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