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Aug 2024
I love me
Then I  love  me not
One second I am thriving,
The next, stirring the ***

A topic that's somewhat sensitive
Is that I'll never know peace
No! **** that!
Don't be, just a subject
Of your conditioning

I'm here
To treat you
With decency
And teach you

How to see
right through the
*******..

"Well, wait, now what if
I can't now, not soon, not ever
See through it"?

"Now that's where this
Thing called trust comes in"

"Well here's the problem
With that is,
I don't"
Bowedbranches
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Bowedbranches  26/F/TN, Usa
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