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Aug 2017
I am hoping for oblivion,
The feeling of no control,
The moment before you wake
in a dream about
Falling.
From a cliff face
Or sky high building
I jump
I soar
I plummet.
I join the ground
My soul dissolves.

I am new.
Evelyn Rose
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Evelyn Rose  22/F/London
(22/F/London)   
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