At 13, I Wrote a Poem That Accurately Predicted My Future 32 Years Later: My Family Abandoned and Rejected Me, and Now I’m Alone

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In my second year in high school, I was 13 and in Secondary II (Grade Eight) and had a particular project to…

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Sensitive eccentric & often writes about living with many mental illnesses. 3xOD survivor. You’ll also enjoy my other genres of writing! Love living my dream❤️

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Robin Christine Honigsberg

Robin Christine Honigsberg

Sensitive eccentric & often writes about living with many mental illnesses. 3xOD survivor. You’ll also enjoy my other genres of writing! Love living my dream❤️

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