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I'm not really sure what this is.. I'd call it poetry, but it doesn't rhyme. For quote it's too long, and it's not story either. So I'll just call them my truths. I believe you might find yourself in them. This is my way of coping.
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These are truths I was never taught to speak. Here lie the words I swallowed, the pain I buried, and the questions they told me not to ask. For the unheard. For the unseen. For the ones who feel too much in a world that tells them to feel less. I write for you. I write for me.

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