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in my private life i am someone...but in my work life i am who they expect me to be,do i am still me iam also  a very pale version of my true self....

why is that who u are is no longer apraised and the individual as to be supressed for the gratter good of the all ?...

i  feel alone in aplace were only i visit...were what i think is only important to me...and the tougths that i think are to be process out loud..

who am i ?....

i am a combine product of:

the mother to my sons

the lover to my love

the friend to those i care for

the quiet one

the absent one

me

i wonder if those who know me,know me at all ?...

in the past when i felt isolated i used toroam thru the streets were no one would know of me...these days i walk among my friends the process is the same,the result is diferent i ask u why ?....

because being alone among  strangers hurts less...

from me to the world...

love 

me

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