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occupy the body, I am waiting for challenge, for a shift, until the dress just fits. but I lay, I am lying, looking in the mirror, trying too hard, again. trying harder than ever to walk with my head held high, higher than my ego. Spring, wake unto me, my spirit needs shaking. eyes glazed, passing by, the elephant in the living room.
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Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
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occupy the body, I am waiting for challenge, for a shift, until the dress just fits. but I lay, I am lying, looking in the mirror, trying too hard, again. trying harder than ever to walk with my head held high, higher than my ego. Spring, wake unto me, my spirit needs shaking. eyes glazed, passing by, the elephant in the living room.
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Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 4:05 PM UTC
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