~by Gregg Rowe~
The labels I allow to be given to myself
by myself and by others,
which I have the choice
of regarding or disregarding,
floats through my mind like water
on the turnstile of a sawmill --
no wonders I am having an identity crisis.

~by Gregg Rowe~ The labels I allow to be given to myself by myself and by others, which I have the choice of regarding or disregarding, floats through my mind like water on the turnstile of a sawmill -- no wonders I am having an identity crisis. ![]() Author notes
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