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Mar 2015
Why do we play this game- the one where neither of us feel like we can be open?
     There are too many people to play pretend with- for once I just want something REAL.
     I want painful honesty and
          Uncomfortable truths.
     I want the real you, every part.
I want the scars and the bruises.
          I want to know that there is more than the side-stepping.
     I want head-on, into the storm, crazy sincerity.
          I want to go all-in and not feel like I might be gambling away my soul.
     I want to talk like it’s 3AM all of the time- that level of complete candor, no filter, no thought of judgment.
          I want your innermost thoughts and no worries about being wrong.
I want you in your purest form- not the way the world has taught us is the only way we can find each other.
Shay Petterson
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Shay Petterson  Logan, UT
(Logan, UT)   
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