still making the effort. after all, it's all in the attempt
this is all happening yet this is all the text.
what really matters is what's in between
i'm not so scared, not as scared
i still don't know how to use my mouth and speak
but even so i know that there is time and space to keep learning to do so
i'm hoping these are steps
there's a girl in a blue chair
thoughtful
an enigma
whether or not, in some way she is one
honestly
it's just hard to say what i'm thinking when my breath is gone
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