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Mar 2018
Teach me how to focus
My mind is always spun
I try so hard to listen
I've forgotten what I've done
I never change
I'm always changing
I don't know who I am
Inside this shell of something fleshy
Just morphing once again
One day I'll be a butterfly
Or so I say to me
Perhaps I won't
Just wait and see
Consistent I shall be
But until then
I'm just a mess
No way to concentrate
Just on my way
Pay no mind
One day I will break free
Aimee Heeringa
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Aimee Heeringa  27/Gender Nonconforming/Vars, ON
(27/Gender Nonconforming/Vars, ON)   
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