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Sep 2020
I'm sad I can't tell you

The lack of stability here has made it harder for me to get wet

Because it will just make things more unstable

And it will just make you feel bad, and drink more

And make me less wet

And so on,

And so forth.
I sometimes wonder if I'm writing from
My death bed.

And when I think this I scream to myself

"Get up you miserable *****!"

But its been two years

And I find myself in a different room but

Still sitting in the same position.
Cassie
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Cassie  27/F
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