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Apr 2021
"The possibilities are infinite"

But my motivation hides under the blankets,

Like my ticket to ride is just around the corner,

But even the corner does not come closer,

and I am yet to move.
I thought I would have more figured out. I thought I would already be something. Who am I as a young woman?
Eleanor
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