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What's it like to love someone that doesn't know you exist, or someone that doesn't even exist. *not a writer nor a poet, this is simply for entertainment and for you to relate and not feel alone*
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FULL EDITED AWESOME VERSION ON AMAZON Normal doesn't exist, I found that out the hard way I thought I was normal apparently not. Normal? Normal comes differently for everyone. There's your normal, my normal and our normal. Life will never be normal. Normal is impossible for mankind. There is no such thing as being normal. You have ordinary days in your life you might consider that normal. I thought I was normal, I found out I'm far from normal.

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