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May 2020
I shower at midnight,
Cause it's quieter that time.
And as the water falls off my shoulders,
My quiet mind beings to rhyme.
No paper to record it,
It's better for the mind.
To let go of something to the water,
A bad memory to never again find.
Bella-Lee
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Bella-Lee  19/Cisgender Female/My mind
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