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Mar 2018
Creaky door
Old cardboard
Young boy, Alone
Aerosol poisons
Catacomb blue
Dripping.
Dripping.
Dripping.
Nose close
I.n.h.a.l.e
More.
I.n.h.a.l.e
Aerosol elixir
E.x.h.a.l.e
Despair Gone
Creaky door

“Are you ok?”

I’M FINE.
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For now.
bryan james tedrick
Written by
bryan james tedrick  32/M/Santa Rosa, CA
(32/M/Santa Rosa, CA)   
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