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bad daydream
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Complete, First published Jan 31, 2021
I would not refer to this as poetry
rather some unconnected thoughts I had.
Sometimes I still do so I actually work on some
poems right now but first I share some random thoughts.

I had them when my life felt like a nightmare but I don't like that term.
I call it a bad dayream instead.


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TW: slight mention of depression and abuse.
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