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Tell me, 'How are you doing?'
Are you fine or are you pretending to be fine
Do you even dine?
Nights,
At nights I see you losing battles of your own will.
Physically drained and mentally tired
Lost in deep
Do you even sleep?
Days,
At days I see you searching for answers of questions you will never have.
Insecurities, anxiety and confusion
Eating you away.
Tell me, 'How are you doing?'
Are you really fine.
- Eira White.
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H. O. P. E
Hold on pain ends
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