I used to dream Of being someone else, not me. I used to dream Of swimming up and not downstream, A beauty in my fantasy, Wealthy and famous, not like me. I used to dream. Now I am me, Contented now, life is brighter. Now I am me: Older, experienced and free, A wife, […]
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