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I'd love to have some real life friends who knew about my therapy and I could let some of my stuff out with. Not anything serious, just being there for each other. This forum is great, but... you know...
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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