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I want to write...
I need to write...
There's so much I just need to get off my chest.
But the words are just glued into place, their sharp edges stabbing into the soft tissue of my lungs, causing them to burn and scream out in pain.
And no matter how hard I try, no matter how much I'm hurting; I can't get them to fall at my feet.

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