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Jan 3
I don’t have much, yet I have everything
Everything feels like it’s hanging
by some kind of delicate thread
wrapped around a well-kept secret
that everyone seems to admire the packaging of, but never dares to open the **** thing.
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Little Wild Thoughts  29/F
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