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Aug 2020
I abandoned my dream
My bed, my little garden
And my pet.
I abandoned my past
With everything in it;
Ugly and beautiful the same,
Boring and funny and lame.
I abandoned my hair,
My midnight routine,
My nails, my skins,
My high and my mood swings.

I abandoned me
And sailed toward you.


-- Eleanor
Eleanor
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Eleanor
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