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I need a place to go and hideaway;

I can’t stay here any more.

The core of my problem,

All too evident.

I wish I had the wits

To prevent

What is happening to me,

But I don’t.

Wake up

Wake up.


I find myself still alive.

How can this be?

The self imposed abuse

I go through every day

Would kill an elephant

What does that say about me?

Resilient I guess.

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