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Jun 19
People always tell you to unpack
To think about that list of stuff you took with you on your journey
But when it’s done, I dont think its time for that
When I unpack, I don’t wear the clothes that come out or the trinkets I got along the way
I stuff them back into my closet
Where it remains safe
Safe from wearing
Safe from feeling
Where it doesn’t make me shed tears
Where it lives separate to me
Haven’t posted in months! Hope you are having a great day<3
Written by
Emilia Glinka  16/F/Argentina
(16/F/Argentina)   
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