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Oct 2017
I feel like I'm dying.
Even though I know I'm not.
I'm breathing, I think.
I have to be,
but I've struggling to feel anything.
Everyone says it's impossible
to die and keep walking the earth
but I feel like the person I am died long ago
and now I'm just sitting in a suit of skin.
2017-10-03
apollota
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apollota  16/M/Canada
(16/M/Canada)   
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       Lexi and Lior Gavra
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