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  I wake up every day and take a nice long stretch Noticing my room is a mess My energy cannot be spent on the trivial Instead it is spent on the vital: Getting up, sitting down, eating, breathing,
I can't breathe I'm surrounded by people  but I have never  been so alone   I feel the walls closing in around me  I'm shaking uncontrollably now   I'm scared
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