The Indelible Prose

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I had a moment
To be something else.
To you, I was everything
But the layer I was, hadn’t been me
For a long time.
I often wonder..
The advent of familiarity.
Strip me to the cause of anguish
That I feel is dripping; seeping through my pores.
But I bet you didn’t know that about me.

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serinaruggeri

wayfarer*health nut*nationally certified fitness coach*writer !

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