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two months later and it already feels like a distant dream the slowly growing hair the only reminder of what I've been through there is a small sense of hope and dreams like it was a warning sign even if I did nothing to deserve it I just was and will continue to be part of me thinking its overcome but another part still afraid that this was a trial run for the real thing.
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Jun 19, 2025
Jun 19, 2025 at 1:40 PM UTC
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two months later and it already feels like a distant dream the slowly growing hair the only reminder of what I've been through there is a small sense of hope and dreams like it was a warning sign even if I did nothing to deserve it I just was and will continue to be part of me thinking its overcome but another part still afraid that this was a trial run for the real thing.
2025, Liminality
iberianpoet
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Jun 19, 2025
Jun 19, 2025 at 1:40 PM UTC
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