Little Me

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Little Me

Little me,
Could you foresee what is to become of me?
For I am not as happy as I thought I'd be.
Your real self will never be free.
You see,
It doesn't matter who you pretend to be,
I am not as happy as you thought I'd be.

- 𝓛𝓪𝔂

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