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Listening to you as any caring friend would,
giving you good advice learned from life,
making you feel very special and happy;
has anyone asked me what I am actually made of?
Everything I do...is not done not for a selfish reason,
and please understand that this is the real me! 
Some may disagree, not considering my selflessness...
how much more can I offer to prove this truth?



I opened doors and welcomed many miserable vagrants,
to make them feel the warth others denied them,
and they smiled making their dark day bright...
giving that faint hope back to them as my gift,
to transform it into something they had never seen.  
When desperation cringed in my breathless throat,
nobody came to console me with an embrace...
all alone to face the unknown...a fate I terribly feared.



Even now their resistance deeply hurts, why can't they openly admit
that this is the real me? Their affluence will never effect me directly...
they can try a thousand times to win me over with their fallacious ways!
No, nothing can change me or my character as it appears today...
and more than the candor of lilies, it is a reflection of a fair and humble man!
How can anyone accept the purity of a godly and vigilant mind 
that once fell to darkness, not knowing the depth of its sinfulness?
That was someone else pulling me into the wrong direction..this is the real me!

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