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Sep 2017
Lack of rest,
I’m not impressed,
I’m stressed, depressed.
After a blood test,
With a friend, I lost a bet,
Oh me? I’m depressed.

Ditched for no reason,
This is pure treason,
I’m sitting in the laps of depression.
It’s time I learn a lesson,
That luck doesn't always favor me,
I need to move forward, make a progression.

We all have ups and downs,
In the short span our hearts beats.
Life is not full of perfection,
We all go through psychotic depression.

It’s high time we chill,
And fill our life with thrills.

It’s time we reverse ‘stressed’
Because spelled backwards,
It’s something we all love- desserts.
Need help? Read and cheer up!
AKM
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AKM  14/M/Haryana
(14/M/Haryana)   
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