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Who are you? No, who are you really? Not what you do for
a living, or how much you make, or what you own, or don't
own. Not what religion, or political group you belong to,
not what hobby you have to take up your time. Not what your
parents always wanted you to be, or who your friends think
you are, or who you think you have to be when you're around
other people. But who you really are, deep in your core, in
those dark, hidden parts of your being, those parts made of
dream and fantasy and passion. Do you remember who you once
were, before it all went wrong, before you made those
compromises, before you started pretending to be someone
else in order to fit in? Do you remember the way that it
could have been, if only? Remember and be who you are. Don't
cheat the world of your uniqueness. As rough and imperfect
as you are, there's only one you in the whole world.
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