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6d
When I was twelve I first heard the voice
that dictated my worth

Although I waited for it to fade
it grew louder until it's all I could hear

Suddenly nothing else mattered
except these words it spewed

that told me I was not good enough
that I deserved all that happening to me
and all I did to myself

I was twelve when I first heard the voice
and it only now has gone away
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So  16/Non-binary
(16/Non-binary)   
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     Angel Zungu, nivek and Emily Johnson
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