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Feb 13
Draw a breath,
Let it out,
Another in,
Another out.

Asphyxiate,
Suffocate,
There's always time to medicate.

To live your life in a haze,
Does it count? Just a phase?

Time's running out,
Mind full of doubt.
Catch me quick,
I'm getting sick.
Nyctoxia
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     StΓ©phanie, Fawn, juneau and Karen M
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