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sick

My stomach suddenly wretched. However no amount of purging could expel the kind of decaying impurities keeping me trapped in a life I hated. I breathed out and in slowly in attempt to gather my thoughts and quell the nausea, but despite my efforts to hold my shit together the world spun a violent pain slashed behind my eyes like someone was trying to hack their way out my skull.
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