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Nonsense


I'm not dead sure that I can smile more. I don't need to know where I stand as long as I can hold your hand. I do believe in you and when this life is through I hope to have seen that you believe in me. So what if it's not real? This is how I feel.
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L. R. Rogers

I am a college student with a major in technical theater. I'm a human rights activist, a dreamer, a friend, a daughter, a woman, a libertarian, a reader, and a human being.

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