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Nov 2014
We try so hard
Plaster our faces
Wear masks outside and in
We claim not to judge
But then act as if we're in a high court
We carefully pick out flaws
And then say everybody is perfect
Our lives are books
Or so it seems
We are supposed  authors
Of our own adventures
When really all we are
Is tepid stories for nobody's glory
allie
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allie  Edinburgh
(Edinburgh)   
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