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May 2020
I'm not dead
Just screaming inside
I'm not dead
Just stuck in my mind

I'm sinking beneath the waves
The voices crashing round and round
Every time I come gasping up
I push me right back down

Gotta hold on
Remember the light
Gotta hold on and remember
The day divides the night
Jonathan B Wilson
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Jonathan B Wilson  29/M/765, IN
(29/M/765, IN)   
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