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Jun 2017
I sip my coffee and watch the people
They each have their own story to tell, their own past
Maybe they can’t remember theirs
Maybe they don’t want to anymore
Maybe they loved every second of it
Maybe they hated it
But they are here
They made it
Every choice they ever made led them here to this sip of coffee
To this conversation with a stranger
To this smile and this breath of air
It’s beautiful and complicated
But I am here
I made it
I sip my coffee
I watch the people
I smile
I am here
a poem about this morning, i sat in starbucks and people watched. i have bipolar disorder and lately things have been rough but today i grounded myself and simply existed. cherish the small moments my friends
honey
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honey  17/Non-binary
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