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Sep 5
My mother wouldn't recognize me in a mug shot.

She would rather just recognize me.

Life is not fair.

I'm not young.

Was I ever?

My brain says always.

My body says NEVER.
Notes - Are they all people care about? Other than Tags. But then I'm "IT" which means I will probably lose the game. 9524
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