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Catatonia
Sometimes, there are more thoughts
Than words to speak them.
Sometimes there is more will to live,
Than to go on breathing.
These arms are almost too heavy to type.
Too heavy to move.
I don't know how to break out,
And I don't see _why_ I should break out.
It is cloudy, but I can just see people looking in;
And I can see those that gave up looking in.
And those that don't know how to...
Monday 24th May 2021 5:16 am
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