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Mar 2019
Everything feels like its moving
It's coming closer...
I can't breathe...
Closing, tighter, hurting
Everything hurts
My breath is slowing
My bones are BREAKING
My blood is RUSHING

WHY AREN'T I DEAD YET?!
Thorns
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Thorns  21/F
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       Jay M, Perry, Tabitha Lee, --- and Edmund black
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