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Jul 2020
Writing well falls harshly upon me
As I have to rip down the walls that help me cope with myself.

Like spelunking in a cave filled with diamonds in the darkness,
I have to break things apart and hope the whole thing doesnt collapse.
Written by
Donielle  30/F/Pennsylvania
(30/F/Pennsylvania)   
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   MS Anjaan
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