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Apr 2020
There's this heavy thing on my chest
It makes me want to cry sometimes
It makes me want to die too

There's this unknown energy around me
It makes me want to feel so low
Lower than I have before

There's this thing that
Makes me choke for air
It pulls me far away from here

In the land unknown
Where souls only roam
They pass through the stars
And walk in the bars

They say they don't feel things
And past does not bother them
They convince me its better there
It's so much better than here
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PS  18/F/India
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     Bogdan Dragos and Cody Smith
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