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under the bridge
never walking on the wood
looked down upon
not understood
never hearing
never caring
never seeing
a harsh wind
never a blowing breeze
first upside down
now on my knees
never reaching
never understanding
never changing
glowing and laughing
now drooping
complete darkness
bittersweet,seemingly endless
never answering
never finding
never resting
why must it be this way?
what is going on?
am i finally changing?
or is my sanity gone?

i'm so confused.

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