I Can Fly
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Sat, Aug 22, 2015
Why is there an ache in my chest? Why are there tears in my eyes? Why does my head hurt but I don't know what my thoughts are? Why is my body numb but I'm still moving? What happened? How did I get so broken....
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