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Wishing to be who I want.
But who do I want to be
When I don’t even know who I am?
My mind is blank,
My heart unsure.
Who will I be tomorrow,
When today is just as opaque?
But who do I want to be
When I don’t even know who I am?
My mind is blank,
My heart unsure.
Who will I be tomorrow,
When today is just as opaque?
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