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Jan 2022
I don't think as well when the noise goes around my cranium,
Through my ears and into my skull where my brain resides,
So when the sounds begin a journey that subsides,
All of the thoughts come to light,
Less frightened of silence.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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