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When sadness takes me, my head is my bedroom and my bedroom has not been cleaned. I cannot see the floor. Sometimes I am so sad that I put it on a paper. With the energy left, I pick up a pen or type a key, and then: I AM SAD. And there it is, the sadness, there you are, without clutter. Sometimes I am so sad that I write it down. So I can look at the sadness, there, away from me.
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Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 8:34 PM UTC
When Sadness Takes Me
When sadness takes me, my head is my bedroom and my bedroom has not been cleaned. I cannot see the floor. Sometimes I am so sad that I put it on a paper. With the energy left, I pick up a pen or type a key, and then: I AM SAD. And there it is, the sadness, there you are, without clutter. Sometimes I am so sad that I write it down. So I can look at the sadness, there, away from me.
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Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 8:34 PM UTC
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