It's you, I like. It's not the things you wear, it's not the way you do your hair, but it's you I like. The way you are right now, the way down deep inside you, not the things that hide you. Not your fancy chair that's just beside you. But it's you I like. Every part of you. Your skin, your eyes, your feelings whether old or new. I hope that you
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