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Nov 2016
I fight a constant battle
With who I used to be,
And how it compares
To the person I am now.

I was broken down in a lot of ways,
And it made me cold,
And sooner or later
That cold broke too,
And I became fearful
And shaky.

But upon carefully looking closer
At this
I've found that
I can slowly rebuild myself
Into being somewhat okay,
Even if I am a different version
Of myself.
storm siren
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storm siren  26/Neither/Hell or High Water
(26/Neither/Hell or High Water)   
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   ---, Breeze-Mist and Mason Burch
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