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May 2020
I was afraid..I continued to be afraid..
I tried to bury it..I tried to fight it..now,
I’m learning to let it be. Regardless,
the fear is too deep..it’s so familiar..
I believe I’m right, because it compels..
compels me, to escape freedom itself.
Written by
rarae aves  29/F
(29/F)   
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   Cayley Raven
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