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I'm gone all the time now. Not all the time. But it feels like all the time. I think I'm here And I'm doing things And then I **** back into focus And I've been gone a long, long time Where did I go? Why can't I feel when I start slipping away? I can only feel when I'm pulled back to the surface And not when I begin to sink But I don't go anywhere. But I'm gone. I'm gone.
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Apr 7, 2022
Apr 7, 2022 at 1:53 PM UTC
Gone
I'm gone all the time now. Not all the time. But it feels like all the time. I think I'm here And I'm doing things And then I **** back into focus And I've been gone a long, long time Where did I go? Why can't I feel when I start slipping away? I can only feel when I'm pulled back to the surface And not when I begin to sink But I don't go anywhere. But I'm gone. I'm gone.
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22/Utah, USA
Apr 7, 2022
Apr 7, 2022 at 1:53 PM UTC
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