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I wish I could be who I wanted to be.
I feel like a cripple. I remember words coming so easily to me before. And now, it’s like I’m recovering from some serious injury, struggling to walk again.
I wish I could be who I wanted to be.
I feel like a cripple. I remember words coming so easily to me before. And now, it’s like I’m recovering from some serious injury, struggling to walk again.
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