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Feb 2019
Go away
I'm chemically unstable

There's no way
Now that we ever will be able

To be considered me
Truely alright, fine, good, normal


Medicine ungiven
Diagnosis wishing
Why others wouldn't listen?
Because they're talking flesh
Asominate
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Asominate  21/Guyana, South America
(21/Guyana, South America)   
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   Maddie Rea
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