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Sep 2022
“A new start,” that’s what I told myself.
“I just need a change.”
It’s happening again- like always.
Regardless of what or where or when,
I end up alone.
People drop off like flies-
while it may seem irrelevant to them,
It’s the only thing I can think of.
If I look back on the photos,
I’m never there.
Monotone
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Monotone  22/Non-binary/Wisconsin, USA
(22/Non-binary/Wisconsin, USA)   
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