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I only ask for distraction.
Please break my gaze
Every hidden thing now stares me in the face.
I guess the graves I dug were too shallow...
It’s all on the surface now,
Skeletal remains of my infant dreams, pain, loneliness and loss.
I FEEL it all.
Grief is here, so is Regret...
They finally have my attention.
Exhaustion is here
Temptation is here
I can’t run.
LOCKDOWN!
I am at home with my monsters.
Please
Bring me my distractions...

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