A limerick about depression
is a most unusual session.
Feeling so numb
that words will not come
At least I get that impression.
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Tim Dienes
self-published my first book in recent years
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Author's Notes: To keep you on your feet, and cos I'm not feeling well (yep, I'm repeating that lol!) I am doing some preamble rather than postamble. I do not apologise for the clickbaity type title and subtitle. This is another Abecedarian that's been lying around digitally in my WIP/down the back of the digital sofa for way too long. So out into the world it goes.
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