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Feb 2019
You laugh every time I write.
My A's look like O's.
My M's are N's.
My B's are D's.

Word is a blurry mess of letters in every direction,
begging for me to put them into something coherent.

But to me, this is how it is
Slemi
Reda
Pojerct

My phrases are backward like the wiring in my brain.
Reading and writing every day only numbs the headaches.
This is honest and true. I suffer from a learning disability of dyslexia.
Written by
EliMay  21/F
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