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Jul 2013
I can't figure out why
I'm this version of me
Except for the time
When I'm in your company.

For a long while,
I have fooled around
Pretending to be someone
Who I'm clearly not.

I am tired of being ideal;
All I want in exchange
Is to just be myself
And not worry for a change.
Abhijit
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Abhijit
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   Gary Muir
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