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Mar 2014
I'm a *****
I deserve the name
With all that I have said and done
To those around me
I don't care who they are,
They're people
That's enough of a problem for me
The people I care about
Are the ones who know the true me
The real me
And those of you who don't
Don't expect to ever
It's rare to be let in
It's rare to even be talked to
A word is worth a million
My language is my writing
My language is my art
People think they see me
They think they understand
I've been walked all over
Far too many times
To deal with it again
Kate Green
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Kate Green  copley, Oh
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