Part 10

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Yesterday I was fine.
Holding myself up.

This morning I woke up and
Couldn't get myself to budge.

Somedays are so cruel.
I lie on the floor entire day.

Somedays my existence feels like torture.
Every breath I take hurts.

Over time I realized,
This sadness never really goes away.
It is always there.
Somedays it stays inside, calm
And somedays it is a raging beast.

However it is always there.
The sadness is always there.

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