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Aug 2020
I'm an open book in a society that can't ******* read.
I give too much, love too much, say too much, do too much...
...
I hardly know if that's more a blessing, or a curse.

Also given I also have D.I.D, I try my best to help others understand, just to feel not so alienated in life...
But often I still feel silent.
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