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Jan 12
Staring at the ceiling
My mind overflowingly empty
Thinking about how I’m thinking
Of nothing
I don’t feel alive, I don’t feel dead
Like a place inbetween
But only inside my head
And I don’t know if I like it...
Jade
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Jade  17/F/Nowhere
(17/F/Nowhere)   
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