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Everyone I've ever loved Has left their mark on my soul On my body On my mind. Every time I speak Everything I type Every song I listen to Everything Without my loved ones Who am I? Without me They will still be them But without them I am nothing Is it too late? Too late to be me Or will I simply be them Until I die Being them is preferable To being me But I must be me

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Date: 9/27/2024 11:45:00 PM
Pedro, Lost in subtle traces of here and now. Very nice to be someone despite the fact you just may be them. It's always hardest to be you. -Richard
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