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Dec 2014
I yearn to belong

To feel a little less...

off.

To pull my head from the clouds
Join the others on the ground

I'll be ready some day
I won't shake or cry

We'll get along eventually,

Reality & I
i have an awful habit of avoiding reality
Hannah Beth
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Hannah Beth  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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