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Courtesy of Anh Tu Nguyen

There’s a place in my mind where I go to roam free from everything else that shackles me and keeps me from living, but — every time I get there, I feel trapped.

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I’m more than breath & bones, I’m nectar in waiting — Owner ACG •Editor PSILY •Writing for the cosmos. •https://acorneredgurl.com

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