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Sep 2019
I’m crying in my car because
my body keeps doing things I can’t control,
because my back hurts,
because I just wanna go home
and hug all of my stuffed animals.

And I’m crying because I miss him
all the time.
Chameleon
Written by
Chameleon  30/F/Ohio
(30/F/Ohio)   
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     roumen and Bogdan Dragos
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