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Jan 2017
I'm so exhausted of trying to stand on ground that constantly trembles,
shakes with tremors like my hands
like when I'm anxious
like when I think of you
I'm so exhausted and my legs are about to give out
I am crying, clutching onto anything I can for balance
and the earthquake grumbles to me
says to give up
says I was always going to fall through the cracks
wren cole
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wren cole  23/FTM/NC
(23/FTM/NC)   
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   Amethyst Fyre
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