I sometime wonder
What I would be
A bird, a scholar, or me
It stuck to me that I would be
Someone like you
Someone I know and want to know
I would be you but something happen
Something that block me
from knowing you
And so
I can't be you
I rather be myself
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Interesting. We all have duties that make us different from others. That's why one is so special because you are by yourself.
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