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Feb 22
I once implanted strangeness into my gown,
and when I slept I dreamt of strange worlds
I ingrained it into my skin to only be my strange self.
The others would avoid me because I was Strange from first to last look,
Little did they know,
that they were all strange, too.
Written by
Nadai  26/F
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