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Jul 2019
She was alone, but she preferred it that way.
Because when she was alone- she could see herself.
She could be herself.
She could feel.
She could breath.
The crushing feelings of pain and anxiety disappeared.
She was alone, but she was not lonely.
she was alone, and she preferred it that way.
Being alone can clarify ones mind as much as it can destroy one.
Anna
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Anna  18/F/Canada
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