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Dec 2017
Everyday, I draw nearer to my freedom
yet draw deeper within myself
I grow closer to my future
           and farther away from time
I am closer to my dreams
closer to my goals
closer to my independence
closer to my happiness
And yet so far from reality
That I'm brushing my destiny with my finger tips

I don't want to exist

and yet I can't give up
Jenna Kay
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Jenna Kay  19/Cisgender Female/Ohio
(19/Cisgender Female/Ohio)   
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