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I love to look back on the simple times. The simple wonders of life. The lack of fear, anxiety; the lack of responsibility. A total freedom to run around and smell the flowers, play in the trees and messy up my clothes.
Drowning in my insecurities, I am pushed into a comfort zone beyond who I aspire to be. The molecules are opinions,  Assumptions, Of those who think they know me best. A force- harsh and stiff as a hurricane,
Is it not funny how When one domino falls None of the others
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