Help
I'm incredibly fed up, with
breathing this way.
Theres no where to go,
that's safer than home.
Leaving the clouds for a while.
Coming back down,
to stare for a while.
Not sleeping in beds.
Now we've all lost our heads.
Please tell us what to do.
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