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May 2019
these strangers think they know me
strangers i used to call friends
used to be close but we drifted away
now their closing in on me again

these strangers think they know me
strangers who express their interest
but you cant like me because of my pictures
it takes time to be granted access

these strangers think they know me
strangers with which i share blood
a house is four walls where we cohabit
but that does not equal trust

this stranger thinks she knows me
a stranger i can not escape
the stranger is me
i hope i figure myself out one day
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
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   Perry and Bogdan Dragos
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