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I don’t know the terms so much. They didn’t teach me, they were in such a rush. Their prescriptions are not as powerful as the tension in this room. As my parents are told that I am living in doom. I am so tired, which is valid. Because these last few weeks my mind has been tossed like a salad. The bracelet on my wrist is very strong. I wonder if I’ll get out by my birthday, so I can send hope through a song.

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