I'm not nearly as artistic as I'd like to be.
Believe it or not, I don't express myself the way I really want to.
There was a time when we were all golden, but it has passed.
It's a new chapter, I suppose, (I'm usually so good with change) but I have no idea who I am.
I have no buffers anymore to shield and protect me from others who can create me in
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