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Jan 2014
They tell me I'm ready,
that some how I'm going to go out there
all alone
and make a wonderful life for myself


What if I'm not ready?
I don't even know what I want yet
let alone what I need

They say I'm ready
so I must be...right?
I don't even know :p
Strange Chameleon
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Strange Chameleon
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     Sam Crosby, Hashim ZK, Timothy and AJ
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