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Oct 2017
IF THE WAVES CRASHED OVER ME,
HOW HAPPY COULD I BE,
TO FINALLY BE LOST AT SEA,
INSTEAD OF MY OWN MIND,
DO YOU THINK THEN I’D UNWIND,
FROM THE HATE I ALWAYS LISTEN TO.
Sleepwalker
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Sleepwalker  20/M/UK
(20/M/UK)   
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   soaringllama
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