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Games
April 30, 2010
There is a boy that I know,
Who had always put on a show,
Who, for some strange reason, was never really sure of who he wanted to be.
That was, or so he said, until he met me.
Our two worlds collided,
Though, we some times tried to hide it.
It seemed as if we would never be the same;
Soon though, I found out, that it was only a game.
© Amanda F.,New City, NY
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