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Feb 2020
Clouds are always above my head. wetting my hair with the tears they shed, weighing me down making me look like a clown. Because when i look up all i see is clear eyes filled blue skys. So i look down at my feet avoiding contact with anbody around me because im afraid that my darkened
sky will trickle down on somebody.
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bane of the bone  19/M
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   Mark S
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