Dysmorphia
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I grew up on a bus. The world was my backyard.

Dysmorphia

I grew up on a bus.

The world was my backyard.

Now I'm stuck in one place.

Between four white walls.

Too afraid to go outside.

Because the world is cluttered with people that don't look like me.

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