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Apr 2022
Trapped in that empty void and then I'm suddenly here.
A desolate forest, with each step I just go deeper.
No matter the tools I have, I always end up lost.
When am I able to leave? It's a question I ask myself every day
Cadence Patterson
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Cadence Patterson  18/M
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