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I am Me


Authenticity is fleeting-

Sailing away. 

Is it true?

Is that even you? 

Using a product as your mask. 

Could you live without it? 

 

I can. 

I am Authentic. 

I am as loud as the fireworks on the fourth of July. 

I race with the breeze along the shore. 

I burn as bright as the stars, millions of miles away. 

I am Me - with Authenticity. 

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