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Oct 2020
The more people know me,
The less they want to.
The less people know me,
The more they want to.

When I sleep, I sleep alone.
When I dream,
I dream alone.
In my dreams,
People are not people
But anxiety
Over the pain I'm waiting to happen
In the waking world,
My worry is about what pain
Might present itself to others
If they don't learn how to not cause pain.
Sacrifice
Selfishness
Obligation
Freedom

I need to sleep.
Written by
Shanti Starks  20/Gender Fluid
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