My Public Diary
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MatureOngoing23m
Last published Tue, Sep 1, 2020
I'm just one of you but not you, You matter and so does your emotions.
You're different and so am I.
When I feel something strong I pen I down so I thought putting it up for you guys wouldn't harm also if you even relate one percent to what I feel maybe you might get a satisfaction knowing you're not alone someone Is there with you and
i'll feel the same too.
You are the paper to my words now.
I love you all irrespective of what you think about me.
So do you relate?
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