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I don’t like my life

What an unoriginal song

Those are not my words

Not here

Not now

Sadness can house gratitude

Mourning can encircle blessings

Melancholy can have rich friends

And a thankful heart can be depressed

So that’s not this dark

That’s not the right color or mark

What we have here

As best as I can tell

Is simply a new acquaintance

Appearing from out of nowhere

Who requires patience and time

And makes everything murky

For a bit

And the hope every day

Is for this new friend

To make their final departure

Never to be head from again

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