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Mar 2013
Am I waiting for you?
Am I even ready?
I’m still thinking it through when it’s always been in me.
When I was a kid, I would wonder so much
And always spoke my heart even when I shouldn't.
Now I understand. I grew up but I’m still myself.
I just realized I was different but in a better way.
Annelise
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Annelise  France
(France)   
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