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My mind is blank
No way to think.
I sink down
Into the ground,
Trying not to make a sound.
Torn and bound,
I have yet to be found.
I'm being crushed 
By a million pounds.
No way to think,
I just sink.
Further and further
Down i go.
I think i have hit
The lowest low.

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