All Anchors Sink
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Last published Wed, Jul 1, 2015
This is a story about my life and how I have reached a point of sinking and I'm so far in the ocean I can't be rescued and I don't want to be. I've built a wall around my self to protect my feelings and i won't want anyone to nock them down because all that will happen is that I will end up hurt.
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