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Sep 2018
the difficulty with remaining shrouded
comes in direct opposition to the desire to be seen

I won’t be defined by subjection to outsider’s projection of self,
but still, I am human, and the pull to be understood lingers in a way they don’t tell you about in self-help books or charts that mark the planets and stars

I wonder how loved ones will ever catch up, as I’ll forever live my life three hours behind
Written by
Quinn  Bremerton, WA
(Bremerton, WA)   
     bulletcookie, Joel M Frye, katie and ---
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