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Jul 2017
Why can't I be seen? Am I stuck in the spiritual In between?  
I don't exist to most. It's like I'm a ghost.
I never show up on screen. it's starting to become a routine.
Maybe I need to make myself known. I don't want to be forever alone.
I make a noise, kids run and drop their toys.
I hide away. Don't they want to play?
Why am I unknown! Then I find my tombstone.
I'm not sure what this is to be honest.
Taylor N Culp
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Taylor N Culp  15/F
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