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Nov 2020
Here I sit
thinking my thoughts
inaudibly talking to myself
metaphysical anvils
positioned on my chest
I yearn for assistance

And here I sit
bearing the entire weight
of my human emotion
with no chemical buffer
and I must wonder
why my sorrows scream louder
than the laughs I share in company.
Written by
Stewart
46
   Elizabeth J and ---
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