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I hurt myself today. To see if I still feel. I focus on the pain. The only thing that's real. The needle tears a hole. The old familiar sting. Try to kill it all away but I remember everything.

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PS Apologies for the lack of content today, as allergies had me down for the count early, but there is stuff on the way.