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Aug 2019
I lose her.

All the time.

After days of waiting on a return
I finally go to the mirror searching.

I look into her eyes and wonder

How can a body be so soulless?

And when will she come back?

The real fear is that one day
She never will.
disassociation.
Chelsea Rae
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