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Mar 2021
Thoughts are swimming
Mostly sinking
Trying to grasp at broken rope
I can't breathe
I can't see
And this time I don't want to be brought back to shore
Id rather feel nothing than this endless something
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Flowerwithabrain  18/F/Everywhere
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