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Aug 2019
the voices
Staring straight ahead, all i see are bubbles, blurring my vision. all i can see are blue, white, and red flashing through the curtains and blood spilling over my toes.
Jac
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Jac  17/F/Illinois
(17/F/Illinois)   
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