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You are you.
You are not them.
But you live with them,
breathe with them,
laugh with them,
cry with them,
love with them,
yes, you.
Unique you.

You can lose yourself,
find yourself,
love yourself,
hate yourself.
All of that being way too
caught up in yourself.

You need them.
When you become
so focused
on you,
they don’t matter.
Only they do.
They are what
makes you,
And you are what
makes them,


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