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(not so) seasonal depression
The sun was supposed to save me
Erase the dark
Outside and inside
I waited patiently
and I was determined
Trusting my everlasting assumtion
That that thing will come
Take the pain away
It would just take time
The time of waiting
Biding in the dark
The aching anticipation in the cold
All of a sudden
Seems oh so sweet
Once the alleged change appears
But nothing changes
...
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