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Jul 2017
I have this looming feeling the world will end... after my next breath, next step, next failure
So I constantly expect this implosion, my awaiting doom, this cosmic disaster  
I sense the negativity, look at each strangers pale miserable face and I breathe....
Waiting for the world to end
Erin
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Erin  Wonderland
(Wonderland)   
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