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Ally Thea Aug 2013
at the end of the day aren't we all
just a bunch of confused kids /
trying to please everyone until we
don't even know
who we are and we let
them tell us /
that we are special /
that we were meant to shine
like the stars but
don't some stars glimmer /
brighter than
others

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