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August 1, 2013
Sometimes I wake up knowing the purpose of life: I am me,
Sometimes I wake up completely lost: Who am I?
Sometimes I feel like Earth is holding my hand: I need it,
Sometimes I feel like Earth is begging for help: it needs me.
Sometimes society accepts me in: I become one,
Sometimes society pushes me away: I am no one.
Sometimes it seems like I have life figured out: I am titled,
Sometimes it seems like life has me figured out: I am untitled.
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