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Death in life.

Doing some soul searching to figure out myself.
This is deafening.
It's blinding.
Crippling to every reflex I was given.
It's like being weighted down at the bottom of the ocean
And not being able to die.
The pain....
The silence.
Your absence.

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Death in life.