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Jun 2018
things are piling
on my aching body
forms to fill out
deadlines upon deadlines
making sure I can do what makes me happy
thinking about the future
makes me want to cry
and a birthday party
sounds out of the question right now
it's not like anyone would want to come anyway
I want to scream at myself
for waiting too long
to do anything
I'm so stupid
just a rant
empty seas
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empty seas  15/F/away
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     may, Mark Tilford, --- and levi eden r
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