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Jan 2019
i woke up today
don't really know why
didn't go back to sleep
it felt
strange
not happy, but
not sad either.
i just wanted
death.
my friend
killed herself
because that's
how life
works.
all i could feel
was liquid
negrocity
Ross
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Ross  15/M
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