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Jun 2014
What is depression?
I could have sworn
My depression was seasonal
It only came with the snow
And the cold.
But the grass is green
And the sun is warm
But my heart
Feels like it isn't even there
My hands don't feel like they're mine
My head is a blank page
I don't really talk to anybody
Except him.
He is good.
But it feels as if I have no friends.
LS
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LS  24/F/Alaska
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