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Feb 2020
My life is systematic

It’s the gradual open and closing-
of eyelids

It’s slowly forcing all my muscles to become involuntary

My life is repetition

It’s a life without thoughts

It’s living everyday in a pattern of pain
Yet with a smile on my face
Written by
IZ J  15/F/Everywhere
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