Do you know why there is no rope at home
We needed to pull the car the other day
I do not know if I still want to live
The pains in my brain become physical
I am and remain the little child at the end of the yard
It's weird in my head,
As if something were pushing the walls of my brain,
It's an extreme pain
Really this impression of having the brain compressed.
I am and remain the little child at the end of the yard
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