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ME, myself, and I

Don't hate me; love me.

please, don't throw me out, like yesterday's news; keep me.

I'm the only one that has to look the mirror in the eye.

Every morning, that reflection will not lie...

And still I meet my own gaze.

I will easily live up to everything, I could and should be!

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Oct 23, 2009
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