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Nov 2013
When my mind feels like someone else's
When my brain ceases to think
When my thoughts only lead me towards the end of the tunnel
Where I see everything else but a light
That's when the bottle comes out
It listens to me without interrupting
It understands that I don't need to be happy
I just need to not be sad

(Kathmandu, NepalΒ Β 11/22/13)
Sprishya
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Sprishya  M/Minneapolis, MN
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