Dont Judge A Wolf By Its Fur
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Last published Tue, Mar 22, 2016
I knew I was different from the start. I knew I wouldn't fit in. I was always treated differently because of what I am. The problem is I don't know what I am. I guess I have to find out and you are going to find out with me.
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