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Dec 2019
sometimes it’s hard
hard to breathe
my mind will seethe
with my own disregard

and a lack of empathy
for everyone and even me
because I’m a detainee
of my very own body

It’s almost midnight, that’s the worst time to be alive and alone with my thoughts.
will
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will  22/America
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