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I write, for my soul is weary, stumbling under your hits, and it can not scream. I write so you, too, will feel my pain.
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Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 4:44 PM UTC
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I write, for my soul is weary, stumbling under your hits, and it can not scream. I write so you, too, will feel my pain.
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Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 4:44 PM UTC
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