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Celanie A. Teenage LifeThere before me ‘cause she skipped last block. It’s sunny so she’s smiling. She calls me over to her unfamiliar crew of friends. Big hug, I haven’t seen her in a while… we’re in different crowds. Being the entertainer she is she laughs and jokes. You’d never guess the insecurities she feels inside. Save, she raises her hand in a dramatic gesture. I catch a glimpse of her true self tattooed on her wrist. There’s no way of hiding that outside giveaway. She takes a long drag at her cigarette and smiles. Depression. |
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