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Jul 7
raised in georgia
so i like to talk to my neighbor
but out here no one wants to talk

so neither should i or so i thought

i forget where i come from
in fact i tend to minimalize it
like maybe i can walk it off

like something about it is weird or wrong

but i've been in the city for 7 years
and i still wanna talk
but i have more hands than friends

and wishes too quixotic to grant

so beg my pardon
i release the burden
of wanting to share this life or be loved for who i am

it was asking too much for you to understand
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
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