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Dec 2017
I arrive to the point I become numb because of the pain.

The voices inside my head turn into familiar company.

Solitude is not something new.

I feel lonely in a way it doesn't surprise me anymore.

Does it really get better?

Or I'm just used to it?

To the pain

The madness

And the silence.
R
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     CharlesC and Sylvia Frances Chan
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