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Jul 2017
"I am depressed."
Through gritted teeth,
Through split speech
Through spilling and grinding
Through searching and finding

Instead of treating it like moldy laundry
Instead of rotting under the company of misery
I am telling myself
*hey, you know what, maybe I am worth a little dignity
July, 2017
Joy
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Joy  CA
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