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a certain feeling is emerging. my teeth grind my mind seems fine. I don’t like it. I want to shout, I want to scream, I want to fight, I want to blow steam I’m uncomfortable My eyes have been dammed for too long I must cry, I must feel I must share, I must reveal I am hindered There's a certain taste my tongue desires. no amount of salt or sugar will satisfy. I don't know, but I want out. I feel I have no say or power to do, But the reality is I "Do"
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Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 9:37 PM UTC
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a certain feeling is emerging. my teeth grind my mind seems fine. I don’t like it. I want to shout, I want to scream, I want to fight, I want to blow steam I’m uncomfortable My eyes have been dammed for too long I must cry, I must feel I must share, I must reveal I am hindered There's a certain taste my tongue desires. no amount of salt or sugar will satisfy. I don't know, but I want out. I feel I have no say or power to do, But the reality is I "Do"
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Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 9:37 PM UTC
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