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Dec 2018
Mornings are hard

having to find some kind of motivation or hope to even get myself out of bed,
and then thinking about the day ahead knowing that it will be just like any other

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nights are harder

Stuck with thoughts flooding my mind,
Wanting to just curl up into a ball of silence but then when that silence comes, its deafening.
Written by
Lu  14/F/Australia
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