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I, myself...

I am myself

You already know this, but not to the extent that I, myself do

I have found myself, I was never looking, but there I was

I never devoted any part of my life to finding me

But, I always hoped to discover myself eventually

I, myself; am a peculiar sight, and an even more complex thought

My desires and interests are ever-changing

But they are always more confusing than the last

What do I want? That is a good question

I have already found I, myself

So what I currently want, as I, myself

…

I … myself… wish to find you

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Published
May 20, 2010
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