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whenever people ask me
"how are you?"
it always takes me a moment
and i dont know what to do
this sadness never really leaves
but maybe thats how it is for everyone
not just me?
it comes and goes
in no particular way
attacking me like the ocean
and all of its waves
regardless of when you ask
i will always hide
and i will never fail to pretend
like my sadness is at low tide

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