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Dec 2017
There is a weight in my chest
Something that will never rest
My whole body feels nothing but heavy
I’m incredibly unsteady
I can not stand up on my own
I have no one else
I’m all alone....
Just sad thoughts and stuff
This Stage is Called Awakening
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