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With such ease they cross the street, walk straight, and talk to each other With incredible calm they work, flirt, talk and move up and down, side to side, in and out like a performance with no rehearsal While I struggle and words stuck in my throat for the tiniest conversation, For I make the most simple social interaction a great feat For I retreat in exhaustion after what might be the easiest of the days outside myself.
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Aug 7, 2020
Aug 7, 2020 at 12:35 AM UTC
Social anxiety
With such ease they cross the street, walk straight, and talk to each other With incredible calm they work, flirt, talk and move up and down, side to side, in and out like a performance with no rehearsal While I struggle and words stuck in my throat for the tiniest conversation, For I make the most simple social interaction a great feat For I retreat in exhaustion after what might be the easiest of the days outside myself.
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28/F/Vancouver
Aug 7, 2020
Aug 7, 2020 at 12:35 AM UTC
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