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Oct 17
My dreams are incomprehensible
My thoughts are all a blur
I’m losing my sense of direction
I’m not feeling quite sure
Of myself
Of who I’m trying to be
Days go by and monies gone
I dont know why
It takes so long
And yet so quick
The day is done
Day
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Day  21/Genderqueer/St Louis
(21/Genderqueer/St Louis)   
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