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Dec 1
I am not living,
merely alive.
I lie in bed each day, waiting for my life to start.
As if I'm playing a game,
watching the loading screen,
yet never pressing play.
I am not playing,
merely watching,
as people complete tasks,
upgrade,
level up.
I watch and wait to press play.
What am I waiting for?
homeschooled on and off my whole life, i have one friend. i could make more. i could go to school. what is stopping me from starting my life?
lola
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lola  F/the moon
(F/the moon)   
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     erin, Nathan A Brock, Emma, Zeno, Jeremy Betts and 1 other
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