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Nov 2018
The weight was too much for me
I could never hold on to this for too long
I tried my best,
but I just couldn't.
I held my breath
hoping to even see a glimpse of hope
but it seemed pointless
my muscle weakened
and at that moment
I knew
I've been herniated.
You know
Jesus A
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Jesus A  17/M
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