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Dec 2013
You know how things change?
Putting a name to something, or knowing a story changes everything.

I wish you knew how I felt.
I wish you knew how I yearn for your attention.

If I was just someone else, with the same story, the same talents, but not the same name;

You would love me. You would not look at me the way you do now.

You would perhaps yearn for my attention, too.
Clara
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Clara  19/F/In My Mind
(19/F/In My Mind)   
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