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Oct 2020
Sometimes it feels like I'm standing on the street corner waiting for someone to pick me up, but I never told them where to get me.
Does everyone feel this alone?
Tabbitha Erceg
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Tabbitha Erceg  23/F/Fargo
(23/F/Fargo)   
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