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Jun 2016
Ed became my voice when mine grew too quiet.
After years of being told I was a difficult child,
I silently committed to my own disappearance.
I became negative space as Ed became my only identity.
No one has a voice when no one is listening,
and that is why I let the demons in my head speak for me.
k
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k  22/F/Philadelphia
(22/F/Philadelphia)   
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   --- and Loreana
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