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Dec 2018
My heart was beating, barely breathing but still alive
Lost along the way I'd given up my fight
Scattered to pieces all along the floor, within the brokenness
I found something more

I found myself in a sea of busy places, in a world of blurry faces
I found myself, on the edge of insanity, I found, I found me
ALEX DRAKE
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ALEX DRAKE  17/M/Puerto Rico
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