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I've gotten to a point where sitting down and writing is like, Second nature. Writing to me, Is very simple. What is difficult now, Is life. And learning balance. 
I am not who you think I am. But I am him, still.   I am more than what you thought I was. Though I am him, still.   I am nothing more than nothing less - With words and still  
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