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Vic Mar 2020
Note 354:
i can't ******* do this

write
or read
or think
or eat
or sleep
or try

it's all to ******* much.

nothing helps me escape
not even alcohol, or high
3/3/20
A poem every day

these have become rants. i'm sorry
#note #354 #depression #school
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