Letters I'll Never Send (but definitely wrote)
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These are things I felt in the moment in the form of poetry. These aren't set in stone, I swear. I wanted to rid my past of these negative feelings, but then I had a thought that these raw thoughts deserve a space to breathe in. These can be reminders of where I was at and where I am now. Immature still, but as years pass, I think I'll feel that I've grown.
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