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Feb 2018
Pieces of my peace
Into little fractions obliterated into kilograms I’m drowning in a sea of little Me screaming here I am!
You know if I shoot myself do I really die?
If I eat am I really fed?
If I leave it will I leave this planet?
I believe the biggest things to fear is the smallest think about
Conquer the small will intervene the big
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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