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Something has happened. I have changed. This happens to all of us. But I'm scared. I'm scared because I think that at some point I lost something. Something of myself. Something I can never get back. And what really scares me. Is that with every passing day. I remember less and less. What I lost.
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Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 1:01 AM UTC
Growing Up
Something has happened. I have changed. This happens to all of us. But I'm scared. I'm scared because I think that at some point I lost something. Something of myself. Something I can never get back. And what really scares me. Is that with every passing day. I remember less and less. What I lost.
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26/F/American
Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 1:01 AM UTC
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