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May 2016
Living off coffee & carbonated caffeine.
There is no food for my vegan soul.
Nervous.
Breakdown.
Unemployment is a damnation.
A **** shame.
No recognition or fame
I'm off the grit.
It's like I don't exist.
The day the music died.
My life I hide.
A child with no father.
A mother with no husband.
Half of a family.
No for food.
No money.
No shelter.
No jobs.
I talk about all my skeletons in the closet.
Online.
But in person I'm private.
No paycheck.
Harmony Sapphire
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Harmony Sapphire  42/F/San Diego, California
(42/F/San Diego, California)   
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