You can’t possibly know me, because no one does, not even me. When you think you have yourself all figured out, something drastic happens, and it changes you. None of you realize that I have changed so much right before your eyes. Nevertheless, its better if no one knows me, because everyone who knew everything about me, at some point, somehow, tried to break me down. Ill let you take a peek through the window, observe from the outside what lies within and maybe, after I sense your loyalty, I'll let you in my front door.
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