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my legs are so weak but they are still stronger than my mind this illness I fear is making me blind I do not understand this, everyone is always so kind but that does not matter, or so I find because even though a light inside me once shined there is a happiness that will always have to be pined
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Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 2:55 AM UTC
depression
my legs are so weak but they are still stronger than my mind this illness I fear is making me blind I do not understand this, everyone is always so kind but that does not matter, or so I find because even though a light inside me once shined there is a happiness that will always have to be pined
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Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 2:55 AM UTC
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