'accepting'
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People are who they are. Yes.
Really and truly full of life and love they do not
Idol in their moments of
Damage nor discomfort but instead in their determination to
Exist entirely themselves
Can't keep a diary
when there's no such thing as privacy
It hurts
Trapped in my body trapped in my head
Who's keeping us together?
Baby boy stops her from shattering
