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Tightly gripping the back of my neck like some barbed vine ******* the life from my every thought and action Doubtful ideas pulsate through my head like the worries of a midlife crisis I should really be getting to bed
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Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 2:19 AM UTC
Anxiety
Tightly gripping the back of my neck like some barbed vine ******* the life from my every thought and action Doubtful ideas pulsate through my head like the worries of a midlife crisis I should really be getting to bed
daniel-skuret
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Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 2:19 AM UTC
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