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Dec 2019
People stand over me and tell me to wake up...
I feel when they grab my hand...
It drains me to know that I can't grab theirs back...
I lay there and just dream endless dreams...
I hear their voices and its soothes me...
I hear their cries and it makes me sad...
I open my eyes for the first time...
"He-Hello" escapes my mouth...
Andrew Gomez
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Andrew Gomez  26/M
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