Who are you,
And what are you made of?
Do you know?
Are you afraid?
Don't hide yourself away,
Come out and play.
Be brave.
It's a scary world, I know,
Because they will stare,
And some will hate,
But I just want to know you.
I just want to know what,
and who,
I love.
You already have me;
I won't take that away.
And I want you to know who you are,
So you can love with me
What is not loved,
Is soon forgotten.
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