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The street between Queens and Brooklyn
By the Time You See This, I Will Have Already Drowned In My Own Thoughts
When the house shakes, the walls crumble. Then the weight of the world is on my shoulders. I'm surrounded by water. I can't see. I can't breathe. I can't think. Further, and further I sink.
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