Sorrow has come back into my life. Its vehemence is so strong that I find myself closing my eyes for hours at a time just so the days pass quicker. If these times are laden with closed eyelids, then my memories of them will be bearable. Think of it as being in a car. And your driving underneath overpasses. But there's thousands of them of them
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