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Oh my aching

worries.

By TestPublished about a year ago 1 min read
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Start an ache,

start the head ache.

Such craps of living states,

in worrisome troubles.

How about more headaches of earned living of such pains.

Emotional and physical ones,

that relies none of a pill that makes none of out the situation.

More to say of a love of a woe,

much to all such demise of sorrows.

Ignore and deny,

makes a waterfalls of these eyes.

Do I internalize or persnolize such acts of despair and such negativities,

or comes the realities of living in a modernized way of digitalized mournful ways.

There would be days of goodness I know and swear upon these tears that tare.

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