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Oct 2018
Cling tight, fear of falling, fear of flying, fear of being, and fear of leaving. I cant stay without wanting to leave and I cant leave without wanting to stay. You hold me and I push. You push and I cling. Always wanting what I cant have. Life calling for me and me clawing at it in response.
Autmn T
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Autmn T  20/Cisgender Female/Iowa
(20/Cisgender Female/Iowa)   
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