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Feb 2021
i lost my book yesterday.
i find that without it,
i have nothing to say.

for all my time is consumed
by the thoughts that claw their way through my brain
rather than the flowers that usually bloom

when i can escape from my chain
into someone else's
messed up brain
Written by
Andi  18/Non-binary
(18/Non-binary)   
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     jacie allers
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