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Mar 2020
This thing I've longed for so long ago,
That feeling in me has begun to grow.
I used to think all that was waiting for me was the dark,
But
      I Found
                   What I
                                Was looking for
              At the Park.
And it's such a beautiful thing,
Even better than the season of spring.
Something so beautiful I no longer feel lost,
I don't even know if there's a cost.
But this feeling I finally feel,
I can tell it's the real deal.
It's like I can finally be me,
Because the gates are open and I'm free.
Broken Pieces
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Broken Pieces  19/F/Looking for home🛣️
(19/F/Looking for home🛣️)   
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     Persephone, Austin Morrison and ---
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