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Oct 2021
Anxiety is sitting in your painful chair,
Sipping green tea and listening
to your reflection throw itself against a window over and over again.
I don't know why I enjoy feeling this bad
A participant to your ravenous
debasement,
Maybe I am also hungry...
I unfriended someone today.
Traci Sims
Written by
Traci Sims  F/Seattle
(F/Seattle)   
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