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ben quilty
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That heavy winter time feeling. Painful, where you sit there letting all your mistakes wash over you, one by one, and you’re sitting there, so full yet so empty, so hollow. Everything is swimming and building, and you’re numb, paralyzed, but there’s an ocean inside you, and something is swelling, and you notice the pain at the back of your throat, and you know its been growing there your whole life, and it cant grow forever. You are still, except the slight crease on your brown and a vague pain somewhere inside your empty chest.
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