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Nov 5
People often ask
“What do you want to be?”
I know the answer they're looking for
Doctor, musician, cop
But ever since I was little
The answer in my head was always
“Happy”
Wake up in the morning happy for another day
When life isn't grey
Liana
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Liana  F/NJ/silently screaming
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