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Aug 20
What is and what is not,
Unravel the truth for what that is lodged,
Behind hidden walls I see you walk,
With a stance so tall, so fraught,
A stance that misinterprets the walk that is true,
A mask that hides a face with anger and demise,
But a body that shows a gentle and honest soul,
Deceptively assuming that something is not right with you…
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Bridgette  28/F
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