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15 November 2011

15NOV2011 In-betweeners


I've always been told I'm an "adaptor".
A good one especially.
I adapt to anything, anyone, anywhere I need to.
Felt really proud then for being able to adapt well.

As I grow, being adaptable benefits even further.
My network grew so wide that I sometimes barely cope.
But because I do it well, I sometimes wonder, how many truly knows who am I?
Gradually, even I forgot who am I.

"Anything extreme isn't good"
I agreed then.
But that means, you're neither both (ends).
Then what are you?
An in-betweener?

Not that it's wrong.
It's just hard, being one.
Not only an in-betweener, but forgetting who you really are.





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