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I was a shadow, tailing their back, while wearing a wistful look on my face.
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Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 9:44 AM UTC
Out of place
I was a shadow, tailing their back, while wearing a wistful look on my face.
In a group of mine, I felt like I'm not belong to them. I'm always out of place.
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F/depressed land
Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 9:44 AM UTC
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