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Questioning the existence of happiness in my day, my body removed my soul from bed. I woke up to my eyes still burning while my pillow was still saturated, covered in black. Attempting to wash off my worries I allowed the water to run down my tilted head into my eyes, hoping to wash out the tears to never return. Clean with a peace of mine I began
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