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Nov 2020
Hour after hour, day after day I sit here and try to pray, my conscious won't let go of all this ****** pain, all this hate keeps building up.my life as it once was has somehow escaped, I dread the agony, yet there's so much more to come, my soul is lost in all my sorrows ill go to sleep tonight hoping to see tomorrow, if my body awakens from this dreadful rest ill go through this day praying its the start of my new beginning.
Shaneia
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Shaneia  25/F/74653
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   Bogdan Dragos
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