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May 2013
The names hide who I really am.
People can't see through them, and sadly they never will.
Names hide our true nature,
And when I see a fimiliar face I throw one up to match.
I don't know why.
I guess I fell my true self would scare people and thats not my pourpose.
Written by
Prather Gail DuBois  planet earth
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