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To whom it may concern
I am awake, though it seems like sleep. Walking in circles, going rounds in my head. I fight against myself..every minute, every second A never ending battle, that never leaves me at ease. Outside I'm fine, but inside I shudder. Sometimes just to look at myself, leaves me with broken mirrors. I cry and weep, but it doesn't mean a thing. Tomorrow will be just another day.. We'll see where that day takes me.
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