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Mar 2019
I’m always looking forward to the next thing. Thinking my life is going to get better.
I’ve gotten this far,
And it’s only gotten bad.
So what am I holding onto?
if I were going to leave,
Would anyone be sad?
Phoebe johnson
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Phoebe johnson  16/F
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