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Nov 2020
i can feel my body going limp,
my sight going foggy,
im getting colder.
my head is throbbing and my hands are shaking.
its so loud, im so tired.
its only 8:53
Mikey
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Mikey  18/Trans/my bed
(18/Trans/my bed)   
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       --- and Debra Van Ness
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