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Dec 2012
When your breathing quickens
And your mind sways
Things just don't seem okay

When you're doomed to your bed
Your body glued to the sheets
You know life is something you can't cheat

Sometimes I think getting sick
Is the Universe's way of making sure
You know you can't run with your *** up, you're a *****
John
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John  28/M/New York
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