It's you I like, it's not the things you wear. It's not the way you do your hair, but it's you I like. The way you are right now, the way down deep inside you, not the things that hide you. Not your diplomas...They're just beside you. But it's you I like, every part of you, your skin, your eyes, your feelings, whether old or new. I hope that you'll remember; even when you're feeling blue, that it's you I like, it's you yourself, it's you, it's you I like. -Mr. Rogers
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