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Crime: I Am

"I am who I am. Before this jury I stand. I think therefore I am. I am something great – something grand. If you are you and I am me Why, then, can you not see? That I am who I am; I can not change. I can only be so odd, so strange As you are to me. Alas, who is that hanging from that tree?"
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courtney-nelms
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Jul 11, 2011
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Written 2009

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