When I first placed my hands on these diaries
Scraps of paper
There were notes and scribbles and all kinds of s___
A lot of feelings came bubbling up
But mostly this one:

"How the hell am I still alive?"

That's what I think every day
But more on that later
After all, this is just the intermission

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