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  What can we do when the world is jumbled social media has control but it has a scattered soul.   While we muddled over scraps of information scraped off corporate backs.
I'm trying. Honestly, I am! I know it's not enough, but look- I'm doing all I can. I woke up in the morning, and I tried to think of you.
Hungry for help, Yet mute in fear of misjudgment, I store my confessions in vaults. Gated and guarded, My secrets are sheltered in silence; A lone and cumbersome collection.
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