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Mar 2018
When you’re young, you stand tall.
You think nothing can hurt you.
You’re untouchable.
You think of yourself as a god.

Then, suddenly your wings are clipped.
You grew up.
You’re no longer untouchable like you once thought.
And without warning, you fall.
Sunny
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Sunny  20/Non-binary/autistic
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