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Aug 2017
My hands are *****
No matter how much I dig, it’s not deep enough
My hands are blistered
No matter how much I build, it’s not strong enough
I am too weak to fight, but I try
Even though I can’t remember why
Nyx
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Nyx  29/F/Quebec
(29/F/Quebec)   
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