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Sometimes it's hard to be yourself...

I dreamed that all my wounds had healed, which freed me to move on.My confidence was coming back, I'd thought it all but gone.A smile, a laugh, an opening up, a glimmer of some hope,But my epistemic self still said I was a dope.Not sure if I was worthy, w...