3:35 AM

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It's 3:35 and my mind won't stop racing.

It's 3:35, there is no one here but me.

It's 3:35, my mind begins to wander.

It's 3:35, I wonder if I should exist.

It's 3:35, my hands shake silently as I stare into an abyss.

It's now 3:36 and I cease to exist.

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