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By mats

... fly as you may,
... talk as you must,
... set the stage,

but things remain the same,
you are a part of me.
you are not me, as I am not you
nor you will ever be me

still my hands are open
but my mind set is still the same

I can't promise change,
I can't promise understanding,
just acceptance.

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