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Who are YOU?

Well, well, well, this is a very simple question with a simple answer. Before I can answer this, let me first tell you a bit about myself. There are a lot of words that can be best used to describe me, so let me name a few.

I am wonderfully and beautifully made, shy (nobody believes this), ambivert in nature, naughty when I want to, full of mystery, have big beautiful eyes which due to gene and late night reading with candle (because I only like reading in the midnight and especially when there is no electricity supply; so don't point accusatory fingers at my parents) do not see clearly; meaning I use medicated glasses, average height, nice shape, talkative that is if I know you are my personal person, a Jeans and sneakers lover, Jesus boo, Mummy's girl, and so on and so forth. I could keep on writing but still would not be able to finish describing myself.

If you ask me to describe myself, I would simply tell you, I am ME. I don't know about you but I am simply ME. You are in charge of defining and describing yourself. I am ME, who are you?

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