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Feb 2020
I have never been a social creature
And as such was of a make and model
Of my own refined design
It made me unique but now
As I have let loose the words of my mind
I find it ever harder to remain myself
To distinguish which words are mine and which are manufactured to please others
Written by
Aimée
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