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They don't know me. I'm not so lucky. Luck. Who believes, anyway? Simple coincidence, really. I'm not so hated. Not so liked in secret. Educated to a matter. I have my manners. Beauty. A bit of a lie. But not so daring. I'm not them. I'm just going to be me.
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