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It's morning.
The peace I had is suddenly gone.
Creeping into my head is the anxiety and sorrow I always have.
Why couldn't I have slept longer?
Why do I have to wake up?
The day is too long,
The minutes feel like hours
The hours feel like days
The days feel like weeks.
I can't stop this feeling.
Feeling of grief- w...
Saturday 30th November 2024 1:51 pm
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