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Dec 2019
I don't know what to do anymore.
Nothing ever turns out.
The way I want it to.

It just happens.
And I cope.

As best.
I.
Can.

Or not at all.
Written by
Nolan Bucsis  34/M/Somewhere in Canada
(34/M/Somewhere in Canada)   
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