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Sep 2020
I feel like I'm floating on the sky,
Rather than being afraid to cry.

I feel like anything to come is good,
I feel like I'm finally understood.

But at the same time I've filled with fear,
Wondering if the bad is near.

I feel like it's wrong to feel this much joy,
Because it could just destroy.

So is it wrong to be okay?
I'm not sure if I still feel that way.
Broken Pieces
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Broken Pieces  17/F/Looking for homeπŸ›£οΈ
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