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Mar 2022
Everyone always told me they wanted to be me
But I was dying to be someone else
all my lies kept building up
Now I hated who I had become
I was dying to leave and be somewhere else
everyone wouldn’t want to be me
But I’d still be myself
spacewalker
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spacewalker  18/M/Laniakea
(18/M/Laniakea)   
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