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  It fits so nicely and I choose wisely my disguise to hide what happens inside. Friends? What are they? I feel like a stray. But I keep quiet, don't act defiant. Inside I'm damaged and disadvantaged. Put on a smile, that is my lifestyle. I take off that face and go to a lower place.      

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