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Nov 2020
I can not move
from this chair
from this mindset
from this grief
I keep making excuses
excuses
excuses and
i cannot simply do the work after I am caught because
i cannot physically
I wish that I could commit
to killing
my essence because I am only valued for
the work that I produce and therefore I am
the bare minimum
but that means I have to distance
from you
you
youyouyouyouyouyouyouyou
you said that
its a burden on the family
and I don't want
to  disappoint you any more.
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flitting Apathy  15/F
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