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“In shadows deep, I tread once more; a whispered wish to close the door. Yet when the light breaks through the night, I still ponder the fading fight. Oh, Jesus, embrace me now. This, I do not desire, not in the least. The Akathisia, a relentless tide, and the long, weary battle with withdrawal's grip have shattered my spirit and left me undone, and now, I choose to close this chapter To find peace in the silence that follows.”

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Book:Glad You're Not Me
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