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Jun 2016
Why did I get up today
seams like parts of me fell off again
**** me I was only sleeping
how bad can that be
seams fatal
in life
what the **** was my brain thinking of
and in my mind not there
it was just like a dream
just a dream
not real
but why
do I
now feel so ****.
true story...........**** me, more blood tests today.   P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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