0 Folds
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2
Can't feel my legs. My heart beats rush as my head throbs to it's beat. I can't get my body moving. I'm trapped in my own skin. I don't think I can handle much more pressure. -
9
Feeling free, feeling far from facing the true world. Going home.
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4
Cold and wet, his eyes blink against the frigid wall of rain, beating down on his small, tired frame.