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Jan 2020
Don’t tell me blue is just a color and not a feeling, I feel wretched, alone, depressed inside out; no way of escape, dejection’s shame, lost,  unfulfilled, all utter chaos in this frame: how do I get out of this, do not know; only the good Lord has answers so Lord help me out of this storm of sorrows...
Pearl
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Pearl
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