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Aug 2019
It’s like a sink hole
Everything's going along then
Boom
You’re falling
You hit the bottom again and you have to find your way out of that
***** muck
Don’t look at me
I’m filthy
***** muck
I’ll reach up as far as I can until
It hurts
Debra in Silence
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Debra in Silence
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