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My truth

When the pandemic happened, I was upset that I wasn't going to be able to meet my friends.

Little did I know.

I was blind.

This happened, that happened.

I spent all my evenings with my friends from my society.

They're all boys and they're amazing.

I still missed my other friends.

One day, I realised how happy I was.

How easy my mind was.

And I realised.

I was happy where I was.

Happier than I had ever been.

They're toxic.

The others.

To me, to my well-being.

This is my truth and only mine.

PS: This poem is based on a fictional character from a story.

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