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Jun 2020
The walls I've built
are made of glass
nothing is left to the imagination
everything inside lay bare for
your viewing.
but
they are still walls
fortified and bulletproof
there is nothing you can do but watch
as I break myself over and over again
Written by
Alice  22/F/America
(22/F/America)   
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