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So many guideposts, Unseen. Unrecognized. Like faces on a bus, kinda blended into a background, Where being a face-in-the-crowd, Was a good thing, Anonymous really, Just someone else, Not me. Me, being an identity, A separate and identifiable entity, I cannot blend in, I am known.
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Sep 26, 2012
Sep 26, 2012 at 4:36 AM UTC
Failing to discover
So many guideposts, Unseen. Unrecognized. Like faces on a bus, kinda blended into a background, Where being a face-in-the-crowd, Was a good thing, Anonymous really, Just someone else, Not me. Me, being an identity, A separate and identifiable entity, I cannot blend in, I am known.
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Sep 26, 2012
Sep 26, 2012 at 4:36 AM UTC
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