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#45 I am struggling to be myself. Mistakes, faults, problems, worries, tensions, all my own. Successes, virtues, talents, solutions, contentments, all my own. I'm not a sharing person. I'm like a pretty flower by the road. If I am seen and bring pleasure...good. But I don't go up and down the road looking for eyes. |
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