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In the complexities of life "we" find society sometimes defining who "I" am.
Then "I" try to define "me" only to be bounded by society's "eye."
"We" seem to agree that "I" appears to be "me," but in reality, "Me" is hidden trying to make "I" agree with "we."
Lost in the translation of who "I" am supposed to be, "I" break the shell of societies "we." Now "me" is who "I" will be no matter how"you" as a society sees "me."
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