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Coming home again and down I go The long basement stairs I always feel alone Knowing there's no One who even knows How much I tried, before they died, to care or show When will this nightmare end... Every winter, here it comes again.... Strangers laughing to themselves and then... I want to hide. Started with such pride To give back to those I loved Now I'm ready to give up It's not like me But this enemy Does not fight fair The rooms are bare Where my heart once bloomed And I learned anew With all my friends Now it's pretend

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Date: 11/27/2021 9:00:00 PM
The sadness and loneliness…hope you find some hope!
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Ashley Gleason
Date: 12/14/2021 8:03:00 PM
There is hope in writing and sharing my experiences. Thanks for reading

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