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They've always made me anxious, I don't know how they work, & The sun is impossibly golden, Sinking with hope, eternally out of reach. I can't I can Breathe I can't I can Do this I don't know Don't need to know Where I'm going I'm going to get On the ******* bus And I'm not going to panic
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May 7, 2021
May 7, 2021 at 2:27 AM UTC
I am going to get on the bus
They've always made me anxious, I don't know how they work, & The sun is impossibly golden, Sinking with hope, eternally out of reach. I can't I can Breathe I can't I can Do this I don't know Don't need to know Where I'm going I'm going to get On the ******* bus And I'm not going to panic
Wish me luck
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18/FTM/Australia
May 7, 2021
May 7, 2021 at 2:27 AM UTC
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