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Oct 2017
My gnawing heart upsets my soul;
I have been drained of my cheerfulness, and there is now a hole.
There is no reason for this sorrow;
But yet I still think about the anxieties of tomorrow.
I simply cannot let go of my tears;
Alas! I still worry about my dark fears.
Yet there is a way to conquer this foe;
By asking those you love to pick you up when low.
There is still hope my fair kin;
For a new joy starts rising, and soon will begin!

For you are not alone in this fight;
Family and neighbors share with you their delight.
Their love is spread deeply all around;
They would put you on a throne, and have you crowned.
I tell you again, you are not by yourself in this world;
For the ones so dear to you will surely make your sorrows unfurl.
Friends and family are amongst you always and forever;
For they actually think you are quite clever.
You must look at this in a way that is strong;
For your family and friends were there all along.

~Anonymous
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