I don't remember the moment I stopped being able to go to the grocery store
but at some point I did
and it's not goodit isn't good
what I've become in the last months
it isn't good that I don't care
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you sold my childhood home in 22 (journal part II)
Poetrymy first love was my hometown I am still grieving her
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I don't remember the moment I stopped being able to go to the grocery store
but at some point I did
and it's not goodit isn't good
what I've become in the last months
it isn't good that I don't care