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Feb 2020
I cling to the future
To deal with the now,
But I have to be here,
But it hurts to be here.

I find that the only way to survive
Is to tell myself and others
What we want to hear.
I don’t know if it’s driving
Me insane or sane.
Written by
Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
65
     --- and Sue Huff
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