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My lungs grow weaker with each stifled breath, my heart with each offset beat. My feet no longer hold on to this little piece of rock we call Earth. Mother is summoning me back to her. I will test her patience before I yield to the overwhelming call...
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Oct 17, 2020
Oct 17, 2020 at 9:46 AM UTC
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My lungs grow weaker with each stifled breath, my heart with each offset beat. My feet no longer hold on to this little piece of rock we call Earth. Mother is summoning me back to her. I will test her patience before I yield to the overwhelming call...
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Oct 17, 2020
Oct 17, 2020 at 9:46 AM UTC
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