All the shades of the blues

30 years living with depression

By RivynnPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

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"happy" with the lights

coping in mid, darks despair

midnight on the edge

sad poetry

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Rivynn

Non-Binary, neuro divergent, disabled queerdo livng in the Seattlish area. A poet, misfit, artist, castoff, daydreamer with aspirations of being a genius, or a washing machine someday if all else fails and I somehow grow up.

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