Who Are You

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By jeanimoo

He is not who I remember at all for now he is cold, callus and not feeling at all, his eye no longer has that spark and his face is that of a stranger as if I never knew him at all. I sure do miss the person I once knew, for he was full of life, compassion as well as looking a live and feeling really feeling a warm charming soul indeed. Can he ever be found? I sure hope so, for I long to see the one I knew.

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