Feeling Everything and Nothing All At Once
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I wrote this piece at a very vulnerable place, so sharing it literally makes me feel naked. However, I was at a place where I felt nobody would truly understand because I didnt. I wasnt able to communicate these words to another human, so I did what I thought was best, write.
ps. Not a writer
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