Version

I meet different people,

They meet a different version of me.

The guy who doesn’t get a reply, gets one version of me

The girl who gets the comforting advices get another version of me

The guy who listens a I open up little secrets, gets another.

None has the same impression of me.

None knows the whole me, not even me.

I discover parts of my soul with every individual I meet.

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