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Ongoing, First published Mar 10, 2018
The Creepy thoughts that lead my life to nowhere....
Hanging in between the skies...
I feel so vulnerable....
That with one little snap...
I could shatter into thousands of pieces....
Scattered all over the place....
Radiating unhappiness all around....
Thoughts....
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