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poem: 100
I don’t even know who I am looking at in in mirror,
I see a different version of me in different places.
Sometimes I feel disgusting
I feel guilty after eating what I need to eat
Each day that I weigh myself I don’t know really feel like the number is right.
I don’t know what I actually look like.
I see the same body I u...
Saturday 9th October 2021 10:27 am
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