I could not agree more. I am especially moved by the lines "wanting to feel the hard metal of the cars making contact with me and then breaking my bones. " and " walking through the fog I breathe in its viscosity. " and " like the ghost that I am. I don't exist." These words are powerful, honest, and brutal. And only someone who has experienced it can relate. Thank you for this.

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