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Jan 2022
Did I ask to be alive.
And how do I end it.
I'm just a voice.
Without a body.
Or face to carry it.

Just thoughts seeping out
The same things that keeps possessing me.
Maybe I will just lay.
And drip my whole life away.
kelly rai
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kelly rai  Nepal
(Nepal)   
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