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Apr 2019
My biggest form of shame
Is how often I give up on today
How soon I dread tomorrow
I feel guilt in my weakness

The present is a gift I can't open
Pyrrha
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Pyrrha  23/F/Texas
(23/F/Texas)   
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   Eunyeong
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