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Jun 2018
You stand up on the table, you shout,
"This is not who I am. This is not what I want. This is my life not yours. I'm not a puppet."

Everyone gasps and points their finger at you, shouting,
"This is what you have to be. This is what you have to want. You must follow the status quo."

You look at everyone, "This is my life and I will live it wisely, for me, not for you." You reply, as you turn around and become something incredible.
(c)ibarker
Barker
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Barker  M/Ottawa
(M/Ottawa)   
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   Ksenia, ---, kyss and Indranys
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