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Mar 14
Everything is dark.

And everything hums with white noise.

I am buried six feet down in sadness

I wonder if the wind will blow soon, and carry away the weight of my mind.
Or serotonin will flood this hole Iā€™m stuck in.
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     L B, Esther, Gemma, Lilith, jul and 2 others
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