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People speak, some with passion, some for humor, even out of spite. I like to speak with my eyes, If not I like to write. Feelings from me to you, open up, and read me, I want to be shared . You look but you're not fully seeing don't be scared. So mysterious you can't help but find my meaning. I hope it comes along as you're reading. Relate, piece by piece, I can't give you all of me for I write to keep my mystery. 

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