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DOWN Down and down Until the murk grips So I cannot breathe Or cry out helpless To unreachable assistance Which never comes With arms wide to accept The burden from my back Far above spins the light An infinity of vortex Closing and opening in never-ending Optimistic pessimism Full arm-stretch And widespread fingers Grasp at nothing Continually

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Date: 4/1/2013 1:28:00 PM
depression, i get that way sometimes and the way you discribe it is right on the money. finger reaching for nothing.
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