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Aug 2013
i suffocate
under the weight of the burdens
laid out on my chest
fruitlessly i struggle, there is no rest
i’d like to believe there’s a reprieve
out there for someone like me
but I know that’s a fallacy
i’m too eager to see
Jessica Saunders
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