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Oct 2018
It hurt.

When I was a teen
all I wished for was to turn into a bird and flee

Far away, far above
Away from all the things I know

I know i'm bitter, there is no hiding
Please give me some guiding

But if I was flying..!
I could never grow.
TheScarfIsPurple
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TheScarfIsPurple  30/Cisgender Female/Finland
(30/Cisgender Female/Finland)   
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