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Humdrum Existence of a Nobody
Wherever I wander, there it seems this constant feeling that I couldn't explain. I had to put on several different faces, none of which display who I truly am.
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st quaedam flere voluptas.
Caught up in the humdrum of living from day-to-day just barely existing.
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he bird of Hermes is my name
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ating my wings to make me tame . . .
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