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Dec 2020
It's a tricky game
full of smoke and mirrors.

unable to determine real from fake

but then there is you.

A real thing that i try to pick apart -
trying to find a red flag amongst
a sea of green.
for no reason.

I don't deserve this.

I'm a sham, a fake, a phony.
all bark - no bite

Hiding behind humor
hoping you don't notice.
hoping your name continues
to hit my screen
Sydney
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Sydney  27/F
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