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Jun 2017
I look at myself in the mirror and I do not recognize what I see.
Those eyes,
They are not mine.
They are empty and cold.
I am not who I once was.
Maybe I am in a dream.
This person is not who I am supposed to be.
Chloe
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Chloe  24/F/USA
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     NV and Mary-Rose H
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