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When we come into this
world, we are but gems in the rough
As we pass through life
We are shaped by many
things
In the early years, we are
shaped by our surroundings
And that sets us on our
path
But as we grow, we learn
to use the tools within ourselves
And we begin to shape
ourselves
But sometimes our hands
are unsure
For we have been shaped by
outside influences
Some of us are able to
undo that which has set us in other directions
Reshaping ourselves into
that which we know should be
Eventually, as life
passes, and after many hands
As we have shaped ourselves
From few to many facets
Some are flawed
From hands unsure
And of them I have known
many
And I have tried to help
guide their hands
To use the tools to turn
those flaws into beauty
For some I was able to help
Others...
I have failed
And because of those
failings
Mine own hands have become
unsure
For we should never stop
trying to shape ourselves
And I shall never stop
Nor shall I ever stop
trying to guide other's hands
The one facet of myself
that I can't change
And there are those that
have unwavering hands
And soon transform from
rough gems to glistening jewels 
As I have gone through life
I have been graced with
knowing those jewels
Though rare and exquisite
They have brought me joy
And also sadness
For they were never mine
To have and cherish
Onward
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