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Sep 2015
I don't know what I want
and I don't know what I need.
I don't know who I am
I don't know where I belong.

All I know is I need your eyes.

I need your eyes to see me
not to look at me
or through me
but to truly see me
and for once to understand me.
Written by
Trinity Jones  Berkeley
(Berkeley)   
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