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At this hour, all is still.
Dare not a candles glow.
Dont breath, be still, be unmoving my will. The way they walk, like ticking hands of a clock. I..
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Slighted, no more
Unhappy, no mor
Isolated, no mo
Confused, no m
Invalidated, no
Desperate, n
Empathic...
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Stream of thought
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My daughters, my little savior's.
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Outlet for my struggle with depression and suicidal thoughts. I'm safe, but only for my daughter's. They save me, every moment of every day.
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