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Apr 2015
Sometimes
nothing is wrong,
but I still don't feel right.

Sometimes
the sun shines so beautifully through the Blue Beyond,
striking my window so tantalizingly,
but I can't feel its warmth.

Sometimes
I wake from a healthy slumber,
but find myself still without the strength to face the day
or even move

Sometimes, I forget to feel.

Sometimes, I unconsciously deny myself the right to live.

Sometimes happens too many times.
4/13/15
If you understand, I'm sorry.
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   Layla Emory Holt
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