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Jun 2018
If you must know why I'm like this
It is because everyone else is more sure and more who they are
Than I am
And I don't know myself or who I am
I'm never sure what I'm supposed to feel and think
Or what I even feel or think.
Everything is still a puzzle for me and I don't even have a single piece in the right spot.
(c)ibarker
Barker
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Barker  M/Ottawa
(M/Ottawa)   
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   kyss and Edmund black
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