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Another sleepless night.

Thoughts keep pounding in my head.

"Let me out"

"Let me out"

They scream.

I ask them, "Let you out from what?"

"Let me out of you."

Let me out of myself. I don't want this soul anymore. I don't want this life anymore. I don't want. Myself. No one. Does.

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