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Dec 2017
because every time I feel sad,
my mind tells me that it's bad,
to have feelings of feelings suppressed,
there's no difference from the undead.

of course, yes I know,
there's no cure in just one go,
but my heart - even tied with a rope,
there's a glimmer of hope
because every time I feel anxious, or depressed.
my heart says wait, and I wait.
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solfang  24
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