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Mar 2021
how many hours have i lost to trying to explain my existence to people who won't let me be.
day after day after day telling you
that i should be breathing too.
the exhaustion runs so deep that i can feel it
pulling me apart, like if i close my eyes
i won't be strong enough to open them again.
yann
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yann  24/Genderqueer/France
(24/Genderqueer/France)   
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