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Just Noise

We could be:

something.

Without

trauma.

We define

ourselvevs

in pain

and hurt

What does

that say

for you?

Identity?

Sad, hurt?

Lost, lonely?

incongruent?

I love you;

Weep with me.

We are safe,

Here

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badwords

44 / NB / Clearwater FL USA

Published: Mar 2
LinesWords: 1935

Notes: The sun is coming up! I'm wide awake; it's morning!

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