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I wear this clothes again

to hide the pain

and pretend to be someone I'm not


Still don't know my name

Can't recognize my own reflection


I dream of dream

that someday I could be someone you like

without ever needing to pretend


I dream of dream

that someday I could be someone you love

and hold your hand till the day I die

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