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2d
mask become skin
I don't know who
I am underneath,
all that matters
is what they see
and all they'll
ever know is a
falsehood.
I wish I could be authentic, but it's hard to be when everyone around you has convinced you that who you are is an awful, ugly thing. I got away from it but the lessons remain. I wish I could take off the mask.
Courtney Hawkins
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Courtney Hawkins  30/Agender/USA
(30/Agender/USA)   
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