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Aug 2014
I feel like I'm constantly frozen
I'm stagnant
My mind slugs along
Trudges down the corridors of my skull
There's no way out but through these finger tips
It's a long journey
Traffic
Finding the best route
The best words to use
Are they going to understand what I mean?
Who the **** is 'they'?
No one reads my words but me
Well, will I know what I meant?
Miscommunication
rachel
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