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You are made up of your thoughts If all my thoughts are my past and my trauma I am nothing but my past I am nothing but my trauma I am swept away by what has happened to me I become secondary I become unimportant I become non-existant I do not exist
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May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 6:53 AM UTC
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You are made up of your thoughts If all my thoughts are my past and my trauma I am nothing but my past I am nothing but my trauma I am swept away by what has happened to me I become secondary I become unimportant I become non-existant I do not exist
#trauma#thought#past#sad#mind#depression
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EtherealEyes
May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 6:53 AM UTC
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