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Oct 28
I've never felt the comfort of being comfortable enough to be me
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Do you know what that's like?
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Like floating dead center of the deepest sea
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And trying to ride a mangled bike
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Like climbing to the weakest part of the tallest tree
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Then stepping out to start the hike
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I can't locate the key to unlock any different reality
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Try as I might
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So I struggle significantly to just be the Jeremy others want to see
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When I don't even know if that Jeremy is someone I like

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Jeremy Betts
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Jeremy Betts  42/M/Washington State
(42/M/Washington State)   
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