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Mar 2016
There is not a sign on my back saying "kick me".
Therefore there is no invitation to do so.
What about that is so hard to understand?
The world will probably never know.
We let others play their games and
Maybe when they've grown up,
The might feel the same pain they put us through.
Tired of being bullied for existing.
Lost
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Lost  19/F/probably my bed
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