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Jun 2016
I remain a mystery to all but a few,
And those that get to know me usually wish they hadn't decided to.
So I withdraw, and amble along.
Past the crowds.
And then I look and see someone that doesn't really know me.
The scary thing is...
He's in the mirror.
Wordfreak
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Wordfreak  23/M/Denver, CO
(23/M/Denver, CO)   
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