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Jun 2013
This isn't my name
or at least not the name given to me.

But think about it...
our names aren't given,
they are forced.

This isn't who I was
or at least who I think I was.

But if I think about it...
I never liked who I was
so maybe this is a good thing.
Haha, this is fun!
Zephyr
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Zephyr
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