Life was so much harder before I learned to shapeshift.

Trying to fit a mold.

Any mold really, does not have to be a favorite.

A shape I can make work.

Or even have the chance to partially master.

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Nothing would fit.

I was either too small or too big.

Or missing necessary pieces altogether.

Oh how I wish I could have forced myself to fit.

I would either have to cut off parts of myself or give up.

My own shape was not something I could compromise.

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If I could not fit a mold, I would have to make my own.

It would never be a favorite but it could work.

The hardest part was working out the kinks.

Learning to make a better mold each time.

It was hard to learn and I am not quite there yet,

But it was so much easier than the other kind of shapeshifting.