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Apr 2019
I feel foggy
With this self-medication,
        my mind thickens still
An unasked yet unanswered query
What exactly is in this pill?

A means without end
An end far from near,
        there's a pain in my heart
The saddened fate of system made,
        too late to tear apart.
Celia
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Celia  21/F/Fillory
(21/F/Fillory)   
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