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Jan 2018
life was heavy
the ground cold and hard
bricks upon bricks on my chest
I am unable to breathe
with everything happening around me
people rushing by
people with their own place to be
but here I am
unable to move
or even breathe
I lay there silently screaming
unable to move
unable to breathe
on top of the heaviness was the emptiness
all around me.
Alexis Webb
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