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Mar 2020
When will I learn?
When will it be my turn?
Will I ever realize,
that my turn might never come?

When will I be happy?
Or, will I at all?
Will that moment ever come?
Or will I miss it, because I blink too much?

When will I love myself?
Will I ever get out
of this endless
circle of self hatred?
frog
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frog  19/Agender
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   Carla
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