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May 2019
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I've been hiding in a secret shelter
Now I found my deadly dealer
My midnight healer
Took one of those
It's my thing of choice

Laughing in a face of Death
To degrade my inner self
And stitch my bleeding cracks
My shining diamond all turned black

Come on now to a deadly kingdom
Come on now to a fake freedom
Eric
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Eric  28/M/South of Nowhere
(28/M/South of Nowhere)   
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