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Seasonal Depression

I apologize perfusely, seasonal depression creeps in and I become distant. I use the term existence loosely, as I slowly retreat and become resistant. The winter brings a shadow, and always feeling cold drags me in. I still go with the flow, but I feel like there's snow in my skin.

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