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May 2017
Words mumbled.
Thoughts kept secret.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm fine, I scream
under muffled breath.
Someday
I'll get some sleep,
maybe when I'm dead.
But for now
I'm just stuck
in my own head.
The Poetic Wallflower
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The Poetic Wallflower  27/F/Pa
(27/F/Pa)   
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