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Jul 11
pressure
pressure
behind my eyes
smoke
fills the sky
or maybe
my mind
I cannot see
I cannot think
the smoke is consuming
the pressure is unwavering
I cannot breathe
Lyle
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Lyle  17/F/USA
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