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Nov 2020
I feel like I'm seeing everything
Through foggy windows.
The details they blur
And I can't tell who's friend or foe.
If there's danger
I can't see it.
I'm blind to the reality
That I know haunts me silently.
littlejumpingraven
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littlejumpingraven  18/Non-binary/Cambridge
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