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Nov 2018
Swellness, goodness,
happiness

They're things I can
not see, they're invisible
to me and my eyes

All I see is sadness,
loss, and sorrow, things
people wouldn't borrow

No one's there to bring me
up, no one to bring me joy

This is my life
This is not actually my life
James
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