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Apr 18
I learned to laugh the loudest
To drown out my cries
Sometimes the voice in my head screaming for help
Is magnanimous
I swear they can hear her in Mars

But no one cares about your suffering little one
They have their own packs to carry.
Heather
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Heather  30/F/NJ
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     Jeremy Betts, Pradip Chattopadhyay and Pali
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