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the worst year of my life finds new ways to surprise, with each day that i rise from my slumber, my body tires with no signs of recovery and... -
the happiest time of year for most is the hardest for me, overtaken by the cold and my anxiety, searching desperately for a moment to breath... -
take a moment to rest your head, you’ve been everywhere and back again, so much pressure on your shoulders that you’ve forgotten what it’s l...
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