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That's what my name is my given name, that is it means Natural Spring (of water) but, it does not mean it's me How can a name, given to you                     by those who never truly saw you, belong to you? It belongs to them. as does Pinar,                   the girl that's molded to their liking                   the safe girl, the one who is never a risk                   the girl who receives love, when she plays by the rules                   the girl who serves as a mirror, of their own merits                   the girl whose duty overrides her every desire                   the girl whose soul screams, but no one is there to hear it                   the girl that exists, only around them MY name, good sir, is Penny It is a name given to me by a six-year old girl it felt true, to be seen by the eyes of a child to be graced, by that purity with a name to call my own                                    Penny. A name given, innocently and so I claim my true name be Not what was given to me, but was seen, of me --PY
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Feb 11, 2017
Feb 11, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC
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That's what my name is my given name, that is it means Natural Spring (of water) but, it does not mean it's me How can a name, given to you                     by those who never truly saw you, belong to you? It belongs to them. as does Pinar,                   the girl that's molded to their liking                   the safe girl, the one who is never a risk                   the girl who receives love, when she plays by the rules                   the girl who serves as a mirror, of their own merits                   the girl whose duty overrides her every desire                   the girl whose soul screams, but no one is there to hear it                   the girl that exists, only around them MY name, good sir, is Penny It is a name given to me by a six-year old girl it felt true, to be seen by the eyes of a child to be graced, by that purity with a name to call my own                                    Penny. A name given, innocently and so I claim my true name be Not what was given to me, but was seen, of me --PY
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Feb 11, 2017
Feb 11, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC
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