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the willow tree

my mind is fogged up, 
my brain cannot process
the movement of body, 
my muscles are useless.

i feel like im drunk - it's just probably stress..
my vision is worse, my mind is a mess..
im trying to get my feet on the ground,
but i fail every time when i try to reach down.

the morning is shred by me, many times,
as i try to regret the things that i've done.
but i cannot undo them, they're all in the past.
the remedy's nowhere, how long will it last?

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