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Sep 2018
sitting on a bed of coals,
I'm on my knees.

in hell,

I yell.

inhale,

I scream
up to the surface,
hear me scream,
and hear my purpose,
know the meaning
don't desert me
I have died
and I am burning.
hope returning
won't be out of reach.
the flames get nearer
Carl Webb II
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Carl Webb II  24/M/Houston
(24/M/Houston)   
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