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Feb 2019
There are moments when I remember
fear
that I felt long ago
irrational and absurd
knife to my throat
lost thoughts
never breathing again
now I take a similar knife
to my wrist
Where is the fear?
Matthew
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Matthew  122/Other/My Basement
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