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Sep 2013
There's so many thoughts,
And I'm tripping on expectation.
There's no escape route, no exit signs.

I'm stuck here, and you've never even been.

How can you say it's
"Not that bad?"
andrea hundt
Written by
andrea hundt  Canada
(Canada)   
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   Emma Cooper
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