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the days you spend no longer feeling the familiar ache in your chest noticing how at ease you feel wondering how long this feeling has been here but you were too unaware to notice grateful but confused is it my time to feel good? is it my time to bloom and flourish? you can't help but latch onto the piece of you that wants the illness but even so you choose each day to take steps forward so you can ensure that tomorrow you will wake up and you will no longer feel the familiar ache in your chest
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Dec 24, 2017
Dec 24, 2017 at 1:11 AM UTC
breathe.
the days you spend no longer feeling the familiar ache in your chest noticing how at ease you feel wondering how long this feeling has been here but you were too unaware to notice grateful but confused is it my time to feel good? is it my time to bloom and flourish? you can't help but latch onto the piece of you that wants the illness but even so you choose each day to take steps forward so you can ensure that tomorrow you will wake up and you will no longer feel the familiar ache in your chest
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20/Transgender Male/WA
Dec 24, 2017
Dec 24, 2017 at 1:11 AM UTC
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