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Dec 2018
I used to think I was good
Reality is I'm mediocre.
I used to have a light
and now, not even a flicker.
I used to just write it all down
and now I can't think of words to put on paper.
I used to consider myself poetic
and now I consider myself a liar.
Andrea
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Andrea  22/Genderqueer
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