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Jan 2013
I'm almost always uncomfortable.

I said.

She told me to just pretend.

Pretend you are comfortable,
with who you are
with what you see
It will take some time
but you will learn and love
who you are meant to be.

I love you to pieces.

She tells me constantly.
I love you too
even if it doesn't pass these lips.
In my heart, I know
you are my best friend
and I'd be nowhere
if you and I were alike.

I love you more then any other on this planet.
and I will pretend for you,
so that I may grow to love me too.
For mom. I love you to pieces.
For the Sparrows
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For the Sparrows  Earth.
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