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Dec 2017
What
When
How,
Did I fall
Down the rabbit hole?

Rabbid
Habit
Stab it,
Amputate gangrenous
Limbs.

Song
And meaningless Hymms,
You never caught me
Before Satan bought me.

What?
I should've stopped
Before my balloon popped.
But the pressure was immense
Lost time, past tense
In the sun, was the fun
Ever intense.

Was I ever there...
I feel like thin air...
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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   Imran Islam
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