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I just want to be one. One of many, one of the same, one of everything. To not be shunned out like the rest but to be my self as well. Which is it, which is it would I chose given the choice. To be nothing but the same or different and felt ashamed to be me. Nothing in the world could change the person on the inside, that is a matter of fact but or is it fiction? Can you change who you are? What you know? Your friends? Giving up your family? What's the answer? No matter where you are here or there, anywhere, everywhere you are one and not the same but no one has every told you it's okay.
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