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Jun 2018
Still I live in stasis.
Still I don't do a thing.
Still that constant depression.

I just exist.
And put matter in my mouth.

How I long for normal.
Nolan Bucsis
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Nolan Bucsis  41/M/Somewhere in Canada
(41/M/Somewhere in Canada)   
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