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Jan 2020
I am tired, exhausted.
I think and I think until there is nothing left to feel because my mind has become so blank
I am empty.
I am lost.
How long do I have to keep living through this?
I wish it were okay to just let go.
Elizabeth Christian
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Elizabeth Christian  15/F
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