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Hannah Carine Jan 2016
There is a knock on my door at 2:00 am
I know who it is, an old friend that always shows up at my door
He knows I don't want to talk, but he walks in anyway
For every night at this time, he asks me a question
"whats worse, dying from hydration or drowning?"

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