thoughts.
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Last published Mon, Sep 1, 2014
the thoughts of a quiet girl,
the one always thinking,
the one always observing,
what does she want to say?
behind that straight face,
what expressions does she have?
who is she?
these questions,
I ask myself.
Because I just don't know who I really am.
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