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Mar 2020
the scene in my dream
a knife held tightly to my hand
stabbed into my body
while i collapse to the kitchen floor
bleeding.
right now,
sitting on the kitchen floor
i could see myself
reaching out towards that knife
please stop, don’t do it.
just hold on for a little while more.
everything will be fine, right?
i held the knife in my hand
breaking down on the kitchen floor
im calling out.
someone
please
help me.
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a M b 3 R  14/F/Singapore πŸ‡ΈπŸ‡¬
(14/F/Singapore πŸ‡ΈπŸ‡¬)   
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   Max Neumann
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