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I could write. Boy could I write... And I really should after going on Facebook. (I need a band-aid) But my thoughts are stuck in my head I end up wheeling up and down.... up and down. Up. And. Down. But my thoughts remain stuck. And I end up writing this shit. That seems to come to light . I wish I could write.
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May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 4:18 PM UTC
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I could write. Boy could I write... And I really should after going on Facebook. (I need a band-aid) But my thoughts are stuck in my head I end up wheeling up and down.... up and down. Up. And. Down. But my thoughts remain stuck. And I end up writing this shit. That seems to come to light . I wish I could write.
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May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 4:18 PM UTC
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