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Apr 2018
I'm stuck in this box where no one can hear me beg, scream or shout,
please, please can someone let me out?
Too short I know, but I guess my pen and my hand don't know that, all they're concerned about is capturing the feeling quickly before it evaporates and before my brain has a chance to forget.... :)
PM
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PM  F/England
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