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And I threw away the key.
I feel the infection creeping its way up my throat.
My eye is swollen shut.
I am sick.
And I don't know what I'm doing, anymore, only that I don't want to do it. I suppose, though, that's life, and that's how we always end up. I don't know.
I am sick. and tired.
I feel the infection creeping its way up my throat.
My eye is swollen shut.
I am sick.
And I don't know what I'm doing, anymore, only that I don't want to do it. I suppose, though, that's life, and that's how we always end up. I don't know.
I am sick. and tired.
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