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Many different people like lots of different things. Some like fame or TV Others like rain when it goes drip drip drop down on your window. But me? I love words.
Without filters and false smiles I am strong, Even if sometimes I feel I don't belong.   I sometimes smile to the sky, and that in itself is enough to get me by.   I don't have many friends,
At first glance you might tag me as the nice guy who always smiles and waves, but I think I give you some insight behind the mask today. Anyone who knows me close knows sometimes that smile is a facade covering up what's really going on.
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