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Jul 2019
There's this feeling I get
And it's one you can't really hide away
It's not love, envy, or sadness
Nor is it happy, rage or fear
It's when you feel as though...
you have millions of tiny spiders
crawling over every inch of your body.
It's not fear, it's a never-ending terror.
Monotone
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Monotone  22/Non-binary/Wisconsin, USA
(22/Non-binary/Wisconsin, USA)   
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