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We all want to wake up and be exactly where we want to be in life. But if you work hard and nevergive up, someday, you will.

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You don’t know me. You can’t recall my past. You don’t know the ups and downs of my social life, my sex life, my childhood, my conception, my future, my present, or my past. You can’t tell me what I am thinking, because we have just met. You don’t know the inner workings of my brain. You don’t know what I have been through, or what I will go through. You don’t know me.

You do know me. You can recall when we met. You do know what my hair looks like, what I talk like, you do know at least one outfit in my wardrobe, and you do know what my passion is. You do know how long I can talk. You do know what I have told you. You do know only that. You do know me.

You can’t know me. You can’t know the secrets of my past. You can’t know the ups and downs of anything that has happened to me. You can’t tell me what I know; you can’t know the inner works of my brain. You can’t know what I have been through, or what I will go through. You can’t know me.
You can know me. You can know my secrets. You can know the ups and downs of everything I have been through. You can tell me what I know, because I told you. You can know the inner workings of my brain. You can know what I have been through, or what I will go through. You can know me.

You won’t know me. You won’t know my secrets. You won’t know the ups and downs. You won’t tell me what I know, because I won’t tell you. You won’t know my brain. You won’t know what I have been through. You won’t know me.

You will know me. Someday. You will know me.