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Jan 2018
She feels alone in a crowd
She laughs at the wrong things
She prays to none
She listens to the voices in her head
She doesnt do meal plans
She always forgets
She never forgives
She.

This she could be you
One of these points reflect back to yourself
She is all of us
She is none of us
She is a daughter
She is a mother
She is a goddess

She is me
Written by
Anique Prinse
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