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I want to be known.

Not for the looks that I have, or how much I money that I have made.

I want to be known at my tenderness of making arts.

I want to be known as a literature of midnight dreaming.

I want to be known to what I am capable of, to what I have become.

The scrutiny of being famous is and never will be in my chapter.

I know as much as I want to know.

I see, what I really intended to see.

And travel to places that I thoroughly enjoy.

I want to live. In my own way.

 
 
 

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