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Dec 2013
Afraid to take that next big leap, what do I fear?
Conscious of my decisions but when will I care?
Expected limits of my life, will I remain stuck here?
A last resort, my mental breakdown
The trembling of hands that would make anyone seem nervous
Straps and pills couldn't do the trick
Time to myself, always been a riddle
I haven't learned to swim in the real world
Have I asked for help..or will I be forced to drown with my ship?
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
(30/M/NC)   
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