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May 2018
The virus is getting worse
But the worst of course is always
The first time
You really want to live
Maybe you'd do anything and Maybe you'd do everything and it still would not matter
It's more like a curse
Sometimes we fight to get through
Sometimes we give up
We've all felt that way too
Do you keep dying in your head
To humble yourself through?
I'd cling to someone if I had someone to cling to
But there is never a soul to be found
I fade away from that sound
The roof the fiddler played on
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The roof the fiddler played on  28/M/Minnesota
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