Explaining My Depression to My Mother: A Conversation by Sabrina Benaim
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This is not mine! I just really like the poem and how it was spoken. Enjoy!
POEM CREDIT: Sabrina Benaim
VIDEO PERFORMANCE:
Sabrina Benaim - Explaining My Depression to My Mother
(on Button Poetry YouTube Channel)
https://youtu.be/aqu4ezLQEUA?si=fb4FYaNlxSPLmPch
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