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Apr 2020
I breathe in this uncomfortable terror
of waking up every morning,
and giving up on changing my world.

I breathe out this comfortable discomfort,
that is me knowing I can do better,
yet I feel as if I have no control whatsoever.
Written 16/02/2020
The Architect
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The Architect  17/Non-binary
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