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Stranded and Hanging


It was time.

Im finally grown.

I actually get to be on my own.

This hurt began, realized I’d be alone.

My family left.

I didn’t know what to do.

Never paid a bill.

Now I would be the adult I always dreamed to be.

I finally realized my family no longer wanted me.

Here I was, hours away.

Stranded and Hanging hoping to make a way.

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