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Dec 2017
It's hard to know what my reflection is in this window I hold everywhere I go.

Always looking out and never in.
The whole world on speed dial and still have no one to talk to.

This is not a window to the world.
It's a door that locks my curiosity and envy inside.
On the outside my motivation and time.

The key is to log out.
Goodbye facebook
Lou
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Lou  32/Non-binary/Buffalo
(32/Non-binary/Buffalo)   
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