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Oct 2015
If I had enough money
I'd see a therapist
A therapist to be my friend

The last therapist
She left without much warning

That wasn't fair

Because of her
I learned not to be too trusting
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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