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Apr 2019
Being you is such a disappointment .
It would be easy to say I hate being you but it’s more so being you makes me hate myself.
Why did it have to be you?
Out of the thousands of bodies that are created everyday I got stuck with you.
Such terrible odds and yet it makes since that it’s I who got them.
Being you is so exhausting that sometimes I wish i can stay sleeping.
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Nostalgia  15/F
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