Dark thoughts

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Dearest Ducha, How many times have I tried to stand in you? Yet, I crumbled to the floor The comfort of the warm water On my cracking and aching skin As I look up the water droplets constellate
Doesn't matter if you're having a nice day. They come and go anyways. One moment, you're just hanging out with friends. Then a thought comes and brings an end.  "They aren't your friends,
Time is the wind in this storm A storm for both my body and mind My life is frozen, but time still runs Unliving, but faithful Unconscious, but consistent
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