Infrequent, my evilest episodes

Invade my mind and destroy my beloved joy.

Bouts of doubt and hopelessness fill my brain

And comprehension of consistent sorrow reasserts itself.

The fog of war settles over my soul

As a violent struggle for peaceful thoughts over despair persists.

My joy is lost but the battle is won

And I will reconstruct my happy state accepting its imminent departure.

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