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Apr 2021
I am the shell of myself
My young body aches
And my soul falls out through my mouth
My eyes are never dry
And only moments away from bitter tears

Why do years mark us so much
And why do I hold on?
When I know it must feel better to fall
And rebuild myself

Into someone strong
Eleanor
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