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Alive

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Sieve through the words of my bleeding heart , dodge the arrows of my anguish and devour the pages that set my heart on fire. Words written over the years by a child dealing with mental health issues. Now words written by a woman living through her mental health issues. Depression and anxiety can be crushing but l have found poetry to be uplifting . hope my words are words that you can relate toAll Rights Reserved

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