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I am random but heart of gold Love or hate me kind of person I walk on glass for people i love A dream of love in world that has been so cold I am misunderstood but to see me is something great I want grow and look at world outside of the box My words are from my heart I have open soul but my story is still going on I fall but get back up see another day I am me in this nutshell
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
My tree still grows
I am random but heart of gold Love or hate me kind of person I walk on glass for people i love A dream of love in world that has been so cold I am misunderstood but to see me is something great I want grow and look at world outside of the box My words are from my heart I have open soul but my story is still going on I fall but get back up see another day I am me in this nutshell
kenny-diamond
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
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