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She became societies therapist, listening to her openly struggling clients like a mother to a sick child. letting the weak lay on her couch of advice.   Tick Keeping their secrets without questions to quander, leaving her with a sense of trust, for all to see.    Tick Every now and then she’d close her doors hoping they’d not return with their oh so dramatic attempts at life. Some clued in.   Tick Then she’d realize just how lonely she was. Societies therapist would slowly become society herself.
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 9:21 AM UTC
Far Too Personal
She became societies therapist, listening to her openly struggling clients like a mother to a sick child. letting the weak lay on her couch of advice.   Tick Keeping their secrets without questions to quander, leaving her with a sense of trust, for all to see.    Tick Every now and then she’d close her doors hoping they’d not return with their oh so dramatic attempts at life. Some clued in.   Tick Then she’d realize just how lonely she was. Societies therapist would slowly become society herself.
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