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Darkness invades.
Long, windy roads Surface dreary memories. Time brings about More aspects of life To Lament. Lamentations give birth To yet another reason For feeling void And useless. Uselessness leads To a neverending cycle Of more falling esteem, And feelings of inadequacy, Which further taint the soul. A tainted soul infects Every angle in the field of view Of a depressed and sinking mind, Which has already lost grip on any aspirations, Only to step further into the drowning pools of Disappointment.
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