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february 23rd, 2017

it's late morning, and there's a glow to the sky, all grey and pale.

a soft aura encircles me, and a chill snakes around my thin arms. my soul feels a little off, and i am confused as to why feelings change so quickly, so easily day by day.

i feel my eyes fill up, and a path forms from my eyes as they overflow.

i am not sad, but why do my eyes continue to fill and flow?

i do not understand.

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