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They were in my drafts for too long, suffocating.
A poet in a young girl's body, aching to break free through words, resisting the heavy future mapped for her by a world that mistakes duty for destiny and more.
Baring my soul and raging against the pain by writing something beautiful from it.
Just a diary
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