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Jun 2014
Waht do you call projections of people?
You know,
the ones we create in our head
the ones we keep so close
we feel like we know them
we feel like we own them.

But thats all they are,
projections.
The real you is walking around flesh and blood.
The real you is breathing a different air.

I'd  trade my projection for the
real you anytime.
Kristina E
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Kristina E  Slovenia
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