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Apr 2014
My stomach dropped
And I feared
Even my best
Wouldnt be good enough
The nausea is overwhelming
And all I'm doing
Is trying to fix myself
For you
For me
For my soul.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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