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Stuck

I wake up wrong

Every single time

And I'm stuck

Hoping one day 

It'll be right

That the voice 

In my head

Will be mine

That I can talk

Not just in rhyme

Don't get me wrong

I love my life

But I'd change 

Some things

That's not a lie

But I hope the future 

Will be mine

When I look back

Now's not a bad time

🌷(5)

◄ Summer storms

Trust ►

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