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Dec 2019
It's been a bad day

My eyes are tired and my limbs are heavy

Slowly, my mind begins to go backwards, as though travelling through time

From my body's age downward into a toddler

Tears well in my eyes as I sink to my bed, hugging a plushie close to my chest

Pacifier clutched in my lips

Right now, I'm not a teenager or a child

I'm nearly a baby

This is my escape
so basically, i'm baby
Pluto Boyer
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Pluto Boyer  17/Non-binary/Lubbock TX
(17/Non-binary/Lubbock TX)   
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