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Jan 2020
I lost myself at age 7.
I crawled into bed and then disappeared.
my childhood behind me—
erased.
set on fire.
all it took was one touch for it all to burn down.
no more trust.
no more love.
no more innocence.
gone.
besidethefallenfigs
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besidethefallenfigs  20/F/in the clouds
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