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May 2018
Exposure Therapy
I've lived alone so long.
I think I got lost in the dust piling up.
In this empty head of mine.
Stuck.
On.
Panic.
Accept the fear.
Melt into the moment.
Written by
Nolan Bucsis  34/M/Somewhere in Canada
(34/M/Somewhere in Canada)   
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