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Midnight Poetry

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anxiety depression exhaustion grief life loss love mentalhealth trauma

For the longest time I've been scared to share my heart. But I'm stepping out of my comfort zone in hopes someone somewhere can relate and that it might help them.Todos los derechos reservados

anxiety depression exhaustion grief life loss love mentalhealth trauma

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