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(This is a found poem. Dashes equal a beat.) I fell worthless. I fell empty. I feel like I have nothing. I’m falling apart. I’m depressed. I’m tired of living -
Dear Liana*, How do you do? It’s been years Since I’ve talked to you   I used to feel Like I was to blame Because inside, We both were the same   But somehow you lost
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