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Mar 2023
the highs of mania and the lows of depression are harder to ride as time goes on
especially when I can't find any answers
especially when I can't understand myself or the world around me
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suffocating on my emptiness
I walk around
yet I am nowhere to be found
S
Written by
S  Forest
(Forest)   
94
   Adrasteia
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