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1d
I talk to Myself till I'm sick of Myself
Left alone Like a book on the shelf
Working Nights is a lonely Existence
The Void calls to me, the Persistence
I like to be alone is what I like to say
But when people talk to me it makes my Day
Scared of social Interaction
only way to overcome it
is to take action
Facelezz
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Facelezz  30/M/United States
(30/M/United States)   
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