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Mar 2021
running away
into
a maladaptive dream
impulsively
searching for more
dopamine

forgetting to
mourn
the losses and
discarding
all the old
belongings

playing pretend
ignoring
heart and soul
shredded
to pieces once
again
not a prognosis
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