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Aug 2023
my trauma
didnt even allow me
to dream
yet alone
think
or even be who i am
without always being in a trauma response
i can't say i have moved past that fully
but i am learning slowly
and i am learning to slowly have goals
for myself
for my life
to pick up myself
beneath all of the rubble
to start to stand
with my head high admist all
of the rubble
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M  28/F/USA
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