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what is the meaning of this pain
it is a dark room
filled with water
empty but full
of the absence of hope
me in a fold out chair
I am made of this stuff
sinking through the floor
but somehow not moving an inch
just floating and screaming tiny bubbles
that dance around each other
and no one hears me
no one ever will



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