Steps

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Each step I take inflicts so much pain

The amount depends on direction

Some ways are hills and some are plains

And some have multiple cross sections

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A/N: I can't write anymore, my fingers feel numb and my hearts too cold to beat. (maybe tmr I'll use this authors note as inspiration, even though writing that word makes me sick to my stomach right now)

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