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Feb 2019
To much informatie that my brain is trying to controle
I can do it
But not without you
Not without your arms holding me
Not without you whispering in my ear
"All these things will go away as soon you relax and think about the things that you are overthinking of"
It makes no sense
Well this is some crap
I mean i don't know why i am going to share  this
Written by
Butterfly  Genderqueer
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