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So You Want Me To Be Myself

So you want me to be myself and you want to send me to hell but you don't know my real self it's just what you imagine that's for sale who the hell do you think is myslef? maybe that someone beyond the gates of hell maybe it's some strange special self maybe it's someone who can't tell maybe it's someone but who the hell? maybe it's someone not from the earth maybe it's someone only hell can tell who maybe it's you maybe it's someone who is yourself but it's myself that you don't know and that you can't look through it's myself you don't know you don't have a clue it's myself that you have no idea about it's myself that is a stranger to you it's myself in my own world it's myself you can't imagine it's not you it's myself me, not your muse

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Date: 3/28/2018 7:41:00 AM
Great emphasis on the "self" which adapts too easily to the confines of peer pressure and politics. I think what you are saying is - Be Yourself. I would just make sure that the self I am is real and productive and generous. A brain-storming piece worth reading needs a little work on format.
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