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Jan 9
The only clear reward for the starvation I had gifted
Was a body I'd grow to hate
Somehow more than I did before
There's more obstacles returning to your former self
Than there ever was leaving
Fox Brandon Briggs
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Fox Brandon Briggs  21/M
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