waterfalls and rivers

waterfalls and rivers

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I wake up. I eat. I work. I come home. And I cry under my sheets. This is seventeen years of swimming through the rivers of my emotions that lead to the waterfall of my tears.
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In times of solitude and despair I tend to drift away into a gloomy state, just thinking about how if, I could pen down these thoughts into words and document them for the purpose of reference and comfort. Dive in and have a field day about how vague but enticing my mind is and how much I can hide from the whole world._You are welcome to compliment.

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