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Aug 2017
Why would i choose to stand
to fight
when im sure that the weight
that will not stop tugging at my sleeve
the weight of existing
would feel so much better
if i let it drag me to the ground
and pull me beneath the earth
let me be heavy
let me give up
let me end
lemon
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lemon  somewhere in the midwest
(somewhere in the midwest)   
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