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Apr 2019
i don't feel like myself.
and there seems to be nothing i can do about it.
it started long before i realized
it's been in front of me this whole time
it's been gnawing at and feeding off of my identity
i look for a solution in places i have no business looking in
while i am completely aware of this slow decline,
i don't have the courage to ask for help
and i know i'd be able to change it
They tell me to "smile"
if only they knew it wasn't that simple
samantha wells
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samantha wells  19/F/chicago
(19/F/chicago)   
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