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Dec 2019
I step out of my armor
and into the stream of consciousness, stuck in between these four walls
closing in on my warm body.
My eyes start to flutter close and my heart starts to riot.
For I couldnt think 'when was the last time I fought these feelings?'
The last time I had them, I had let myself drown.
Autmn T
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Autmn T  20/Cisgender Female/Iowa
(20/Cisgender Female/Iowa)   
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