notes on betrayal and agony #3

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do you have days

when everything feels like a grey cloud

days when you can’t get out of your room

never open the blinds

one little peek outside

the bright light pierce your eyes

the clouds too white to stare at them for comfort

blissful evening turning into a dark night

when time becomes irrevocable

when people leave

or worse when they forget

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