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May 2018
I’m not enough.
I never have been.
Isn’t it obvious
I’m not enough?
That’s why I’m always in the same spot.
But can I get away from here?
Maybe this is home, but the house is falling apart.
As long as it stands,
There is a chance
I can be enough.
Written by
juno  21/F/texas
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