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Dec 2017
I look into myself
The way I look down a well
I call into myself and
Hear miles worth of echoes
I drop a stone into myself
To see how far down I’ve fallen
I listen and wait to hear
The stone reach the bottom
Of all that I am
With each passing moment
The realization becomes
Evermore heavy
I am too far down to reach
No rope in the world
Should bring me back up
Jacqueline Sullivan
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Jacqueline Sullivan  28/F/Massachusetts
(28/F/Massachusetts)   
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