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I am…

Sometimes I don’t think you know me at all. I feel so alone all of the time. I’m sad so much of the time. I feel the pressure to do well in all that I do that I find myself unable to do anything.

You look at me and you see someone you think isn’t capable of anything but I have talents and gifts you don’t have.

I’m so much more than what you think I am…

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