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Dec 2020
"come home," i whispered to my mirror reflection
she sat unmovingly
her eyes lost in the void of time
her voice incapable of speech
her body in a state of paralysis
but her mind
was full of utter chaos
her thoughts waged a war
with her anxiety
depression
loneliness
all buzzing louder than a bee's nest
"home? what is that?" they asked
Written by
nicole pinto
98
   Healer
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