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Oct 2021
I don't want to be awake anymore
so I keep rehearsing my death.
Ask for my plan
and I will give you more detail
than what you think is safe.
Every night I pray for mortality;
for a life that ends.
John White
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John White  52/M/Canada
(52/M/Canada)   
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