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Jul 2019
Something has changed
Since I last was awake
Sounds are wrong
My pulse is unnerved
My limbs are sitting strangely
The world blurs
As rain twinkles down
Crouching outside
On the edge
Of a field of weeds
I am not wanted
I do not belong
Some space is being taken
By me
That is not mine to take
Hahaha something is wrong.
Written by
hannah  F/Haven, ME
(F/Haven, ME)   
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