My Ending
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Everyone is different. We have different personalities, different looks and different lifestyles. But I don't like to use the word different. I like to use the word unique and special. I've had enough of the word different. It ruined my life, it ended my life. You're probably confused, but don't be. My book will tell you all about my life and the history of the word, different.
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