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Apr 2019
my sadness is in a glass cage for everyone to see
doors open and shut and i'm stuck there in a puddle of remorse

i'm a display
i feel they point and discuss my changes

but no one really knows who I am without the sadness
samantha wells
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samantha wells  19/F/chicago
(19/F/chicago)   
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