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Mar 2015
When you suffocated your first instict is to escape. So you run and run with eyes closed, and ears covered. You run and run past the best things, because you think it helps you block out all the bad, but it doesn't. That stuff just seeps right through. You don't even notice how little it helps, until something slams into you, forcing your eyes to open wide, and stopping you from evading long enough to breath and see all that could be. All that good you have trouble believing exist.
Daylight 4U2C
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