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Jan 2018
I lay awake
1000 thoughts stealing my only relief
For when I sleep I feel no grief
I am
not sad
not angry
I am
alone
I feel nothing

I crave the nothingness like a ****** his fix,
the internal bliss of this illness
an epidural for the mind.
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MJS  37/M
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       Remmy, Jon Sawyer, Lin, Surbhi Dadhich, --- and 2 others
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