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Mar 2020
stuck on a fence
decisions unmade
I wish the whole thing
from my mind would fade

I try to forget
it's what I do best
can't make it work
I think I'm depressed

can't seem to pick up
the phone like I should
not getting things done
truly wishing I would

what's the matter with me
why am I like this
could be low feelings
yes, something's amiss

evidence mounting
for me it's come clear
my mood is killing
much I hold dear

I'll give it some time
but not a whole lot
if this continues
I must see the doc
Shadow
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