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Feb 2017
Uncontent is how I slept
Rolling in thoughts
Looking for a reason

Imperfections are easy to spot when they're all you see in the mirror
Each reflection is a glaring image of another thing I hate about myself
Projected in clear and honest detail
The reflection does not lie
It does not deceive
It seems to be the only thing that tells the truth
S cape
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