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Sometimes I look in the mirror and cannot define myself what are my morals, what are the rules to govern I am in the peak of discern, noticeably keeping up with charade I am yet to be sure, what is my role to begin with who do I play today, the actor with grace and imposter weighs, this place is a fantasy I decay, in the body given to me, there is no gameplay I live and believe, everything anyone says
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May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 12:42 AM UTC
Mirror looks back
Sometimes I look in the mirror and cannot define myself what are my morals, what are the rules to govern I am in the peak of discern, noticeably keeping up with charade I am yet to be sure, what is my role to begin with who do I play today, the actor with grace and imposter weighs, this place is a fantasy I decay, in the body given to me, there is no gameplay I live and believe, everything anyone says
nylee
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May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 12:42 AM UTC
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