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My body is paralyzed. My fingers are numb. My chest heaves and tightens up. My eyes dart across the room. My tears are fire. My nose is runny. My lips are dry. My heart is shattered. My mind races. You can tell me how much it will be ok, but I feel differently.
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Jun 2, 2024
Jun 2, 2024 at 1:30 PM UTC
How much loss can a person handle?
My body is paralyzed. My fingers are numb. My chest heaves and tightens up. My eyes dart across the room. My tears are fire. My nose is runny. My lips are dry. My heart is shattered. My mind races. You can tell me how much it will be ok, but I feel differently.
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Jun 2, 2024
Jun 2, 2024 at 1:30 PM UTC
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