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Feb 2020
I feel so empty,
My esteem's sore
That knife looks delicious
My nervous system begs no more.
Isolated,
I am the one who's different
Desolate
This chapter feels so hopeless
Asominate
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Asominate  21/Guyana, South America
(21/Guyana, South America)   
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