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Dec 2016
i would leave home for days
no one would ever ask where i was at
it began to feel as if i could just disappear
without a sound, without a word
no one would come searching for me
maybe that's why i've become so obsessed
with this idea of dying
Julia Mae
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Julia Mae  25/Illinois.
(25/Illinois.)   
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