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Apr 30
And then you showed up
And discovered a part of me
That I never even knew existed
My friend sent me a poem, I’m not sure who by, but it reads

“No one is mad at you
That’s just an echo
From how you grew up
You’re safe
You can let go”

I didn’t realize that this was a huge part of my childhood that I connected with one of my biggest “temp checks” and fears: “are you mad at me?”
Phia
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Phia  25/F/In My Own World
(25/F/In My Own World)   
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     Maybelater2, --- and Sean Crewson
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