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Oct 2019
This all feels like a dream— the highest are so high and the hues are so pure but just like when I’m dreaming, when something hurts it burns and stings and bleeds.
Makenzie Marie
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Makenzie Marie  23/F/Pocatello, Idaho
(23/F/Pocatello, Idaho)   
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     Sue Collins, N and Erian Rose
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