Twenty-One

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I wish I could tell you what I want

so I can get what I need.

All of these thoughts in my head

sometimes make it hard to breathe.


Deprogramming all the ways

I was taught to feel afraid.

I know I'm not the only one

Disarming the loaded gun.


I grow

Out of myself

Into myself


Can you see me now?

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