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Jul 2016
Words too loud to be quieted,
Knees too weak to stand on their own,
Mind too cluttered to think of anything,
Anything,
Too strong to be silenced,
But still too weak to do anything.
Judged instead of helped,
Despised instead of pitied,
**This is the reality of society's sympathy.
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woolgather
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woolgather  23/Non-binary/Philippines
(23/Non-binary/Philippines)   
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