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Sometimes I see myself through others’ eyes,

A hero, a fool, a friend, just a hack,

Dramatically different aspects they’re seeing,

Yet my external façade they don’t crack.


Wanting to be known and loved for who I am,

Is one of the passions in my life,

But who can I trust? Who’ll go the distance?

Without undue expectations and strife?


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