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Aug 2020
I thought I could handle it
They said it would be hard
But at first it was easy
I didn’t have to be in pain or lie

I stare at my reflection
And see change
No longer seeing something
That has grown
But the same old face from years ago
Staring back at me
Asking why I ever left
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Fry  20/M
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