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Aug 2016
I tell myself over and over
This life is for you.
You don't need any one's stamp
Yet I still sit waiting for a shining notification
Maybe someone out there approves of what I have made
Maybe someone can finally convince me
I am me and that is what matters
Written by
Benjamin
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