Please help me

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"My thighs are like thunder. They clap when I walk. The scars that surround them. Haunt me when I try to talk. Anxiety won't let me go, into the outside. For the outside is a dark place. That's full of hidden lies. Ana won't you help me, get rid of this big blob. For it has for me, become quite a big job. Mia I just ate. I know I made a mistake. But speak your words of encouragement. It will soon be back on that plate. I just want to die. I say to myself. Even though no one can hear me. In this cage of death and sadness. Darkness finally greets me. -please help me"

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