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Nov 2014
I can no longer fight for I have lost all sight of what is truly right I feel a sickness coming over me like no other so cold and yet I sweat my body numb I know I'm alive be look dead to some no longer can I walk words unheard can not talk if there is a god show me my door for I fight no more
Cameron is real
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