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Do you know who I am?

Do you know who I am?

You know my name
Can you see beyond my face?
You have heard of me,
Based your judgement on kiss and tell. 

I don't know you, you see
I don't even know your name. 
Is that why you are jealous?
It's rightfully mine, that fame. 

Is it something you want?
For I can trade...
A kiss for a kiss
Fame for a friend. 

                                                               -PS



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