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I hide behind a tree one moment, I jump onto life's stage and steal the microphone the next. Too different to feel comfortable among people the whole time but too shy to admit it, I try to be myself regardless - knowing there will be consequences. I'm the wise child and the naive old hag, the incurable dreamer and the cynic bitch, the sceptic believer who just can't stop laughing and crying inside.
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