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To live so much inside this unmanageable threat follows me always so much to hide, but so much to share, so much to give, but none will ever see. Even when it may come out- it is just to be ignored. This burden sits forever in me, with silent perseverance, but why is it needed? I am the secrets. I am the hidden darkness, I am loss. Within my own. There is so much held within. It concaves over in lucrative paste upon the equilibrium of time. They pile up, time grows on, As do I, for now.
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 5:40 PM UTC
My Water is Purple
To live so much inside this unmanageable threat follows me always so much to hide, but so much to share, so much to give, but none will ever see. Even when it may come out- it is just to be ignored. This burden sits forever in me, with silent perseverance, but why is it needed? I am the secrets. I am the hidden darkness, I am loss. Within my own. There is so much held within. It concaves over in lucrative paste upon the equilibrium of time. They pile up, time grows on, As do I, for now.
Monday, December 4, 2017, 11 pm, Rm 108, Merion, PA.
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F/Boston
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 5:40 PM UTC
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