Danube
Jan 12, 2022
“You’ll never be anything.”
I stroll along the river side.
Wondering what that meant.
I cried.
I can’t do this.
“You’ll never be anything.”
I stroll along the river side.
Wondering what that meant.
I cried.
I can’t do this.
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